I have been buried. I have been wounded. I have been beaten, bloodied, and scarred, but I have never been broken. Not yet. Not ever. All day, I move with the bearing of a commander: fierce, unyielding, untouchable. If you are not in my ranks, then you are rubble beneath my march. You speak of … Read moreUnbroken
The Quiet Power of Enemies “And a dangerous game, I think, to make enemies left, right, and center. Not if one is comfortable with having enemies. Are you?” The Nature of Power Power, like a blade, cuts both ways. It carves empires from chaos, but its gleam draws the eyes of those who covet its … Read moreThe Quiet Power of Enemies
To Strive, To Seek, To Find: A Meditation “We are not now that strength which in old days Moved earth and heaven; that which we are, we are; One equal temper of heroic hearts, Made weak by time and fate, but strong in will To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield.” – … Read moreTo Strive, To Seek, To Find: A Meditation
By Courtney Jordan | Courthology.com Do you ever wake up — not just rise, not simply stir — but wake… into the weight of your own existence? Not just alive. Not merely breathing. But aware. Present in a room, in a city, on a street you did not choose. Present in a body stitched by … Read moreThe Ache of Being
June 2025 — Durham, North Carolina There is a photograph—a collage, rather—that I return to often. Not for vanity’s sake, but for calibration. It is a composition of epochs, of collisions. A handshake with a president. A letter from a statesman. A quiet moment beside a warrior-scholar. And within each frame: not mere recognition, but … Read moreIn the Rooms Where Possibility Waits
In the fall of 2008, I was a campus leader at North Carolina Central University — ambitious, outspoken, and unapologetically conservative. While most students around me were galvanized by Barack Obama’s historic candidacy, I found myself fervently campaigning for the McCain-Palin ticket. I was young, principled, and resolute in my beliefs. What I didn’t yet … Read moreFrom Conviction to Collaboration: A Journey Remembered