In An Immovable Object, Unstoppable Forces, Terry “BUG” Lilly delivers a memoir that is as unflinching as it is unexpectedly funny. From his upbringing in a rigid religious environment to his years as a full-time Minister, from heartbreak within his own family to the challenges of navigating love, identity, and addiction, Lilly captures the contradictions of a life lived under immense pressure and in pursuit of authenticity.

This is not a story of easy answers, it’s a deeply human account of what it means to be caught between unyielding expectations and the messy, unstoppable forces at odds with those beliefs. With candor and wit, readers are invited to confront faith, loyalty, grief, and resilience.

For anyone who has ever felt trapped between who they are and who the world expects them to be, this memoir offers a voice of solidarity and hope. Both raw and redemptive, An Immovable Object, Unstoppable Forces will resonate with readers of memoirs like Hillbilly Elegy and Educated, as well as those searching for a narrative of survival, self-discovery, and the courage to navigate life freely.

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5 x 8 inches
288 pages
ISBN: 979-8-3495-9483-0

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An Immovable Object, Unstoppable Forces

An Immovable Object, Unstoppable Forces

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    Poetry

    The Honey Bee
By Terry BUG Lilly

The honey bee flies on impossible wings
Bolstered with pride at the fear of her stings
Her toils and labor, a life in the field
Of freedom and sunshine, collecting the yield
Of natures bouquet seems thankless and dull
When her heart and her ear are inclined to the call
Of battles and wars which would honor her form
Any foe'd be laid low by the wrath of the swarm
Yet this fact has escaped her, and still it is true,
That the prick of her barbs will exact a high due
And the pain she may dole in a moment of strife
May be endured by her enemies, but will cost her, her life

    Green 
    By Terry BUG Lilly

    When at last life is sprung with potential and new
    Drawn out by fresh warmth,  having suckled on dew
    The world seems to welcome and hopes all that might be
    An infantile mewling for sights yet to see
    Experience yawns with the stretching of days
    Every storm weathered strengthens and may
    Prepare for the heat and droughts to endure
    While verdant and vibrant, confident, sure
    No thoughts spared for death or the doldrums of cold
    The waning of days, unheeded, untold
    Until the colors of fire are finally adorned
    The purchase of wisdom has emptied the stores
    Gracefully answering the cooling wind's call
    Towards heaven or earth in Autumn they fall

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