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sethadamwynn, Oklahoma City, OK (2026)

06/02/2020

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Do whatever you can to raise your voice in this - but please don’t let it just be a trend. Donate to a cause, walk in a march (if you feel safe and consider the cost), and most importantly - ask your black friends how they’re doing right now. Listening is important, and this community is desperately seeking to feel heard.

04/28/2020

“Another video? Really? When is this guy going to run out of steam already?” Not anytime soon! Link in the bio 😁
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I had a lot of fun with the outro on this one, and I’ve really been getting into motion graphics. Still a little rusty, but altogether I’m loving what I’m learning. ✌🏻

04/21/2020

Say whaaaat??

I did a fun thing and turned one of my Instagram captions into a short video blog. Enjoy it if you’d like 😁

04/19/2020

Crazy good message from on ! But don’t take my word for it. Hop online and see for yourself ✌🏻
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04/17/2020

Welcome to The New. |
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It’s baffling how everything’s shifted. Simple tasks, like putting fuel in your vehicle, checking your mailbox, and shopping for groceries - all now accompany a necessary caliber of precaution.
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I’ve spent a lot of time pondering the opportunities that will return in a hazy, indeterminate future.
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The first hand to shake. The first hug to give. The first movie to watch in theatres, haircut at a salon, or meal eaten in the structured chaos of a bustling restaurant.
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So many simple pleasantries that never felt exclusive or lavish, now seem to have a newfound luster as we’re barred from partaking in them.
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But, while we’re sitting in the “Right Now,” it’s important to remember how it will steadily transition into the “Back Then.”
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And when this is Back Then, I’ll be excited to rediscover the luxuries of the commonplace, and offer my warmest welcome to The New.

04/10/2020

The Light is Coming |
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While this Good Friday looks nothing like what we could have ever anticipated, it’s sobering to remember that the original Good Friday occurred against the odds of all followers of Christ.
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Good Friday was a day where first century Christians experienced perhaps the most traumatic event of their lives. The living God, the miracle worker, the friend, the brother, the son that was Jesus - brutally and tragically killed on public display.
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Good Friday was also a statement. It boldly, clearly, powerfully assured us that our God isn’t somewhere immune to suffering - rather, he suffers alongside us. He’s with us while we hurt, and knows turmoil and anguish firsthand, in ways we should never see ourselves.
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Good Friday also serves as a precursor of a hope to come. It’s the day where we know that, while what we see and feel is bleak - that Sunday is coming, and our Christ will come back for us.
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This is a message I sent to my small group earlier today, and felt like it might encourage you, too.
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Happy Good Friday.

04/08/2020

A Light-Hearted Night of Trivia |
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Taking a step back from the selfie series - here’s a pic taken by the wonderful capturing the blast and a half that was “A Light-Hearted Night of Trivia,” where I dressed in corporate casual attire and hosted a game where my friends tested their knowledge of all things Dunder Mifflin - and it was such a blast.
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My small group is exceptional, and I’m so proud of the community we’ve built, and I’m even more excited of what’s yet to come.
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P.S. .c.higgs and won the night and they are champions so here’s also a goofy picture from their engagement shoot I did way back in February. I love them. @ Stay At Home

04/03/2020

In Plain Sight. |
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I have a confession. I like Rubik’s Cubes.
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I’ve been “speed-solving” for a little over a decade now. When I moved to Texas at 13, I had a few weeks off of school before starting a new semester, so I decided to fill that free time with this hobby, and while I’ve taken extended breaks over the years, I could never quite put them down completely.
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Over the years, I’ve always been reluctant to share my party trick.
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For one, it dominates a conversation. People unfamiliar with this nerdy subculture, will immediately respond with awe and praise, and then draw all of these immediate conclusions about me as a result.
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For a long time, I didn’t like the attention it garnered, and felt embarrassed by the compliments - largely because I didn’t believe them.
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I wasn’t a genius. I was a kid with no friends in junior high that spent an absurd number of hours memorizing patterns in my room all hours of the night.
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For some reason, that subtle sensation of imposter syndrome forced me to hide this talent that, objectively speaking, is actually pretty cool.
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So I’m done hiding it.
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Here’s an 11.77 second solve from a sub-13 average of 12. It’s far from my best, and even further from my worst, but it’s nothing to be ashamed of - and I’m finished believing the contrary.

04/02/2020

The Weight of the World. |
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It’s heavy right now. We all feel it, and understand it in different capacities. We’re taking unique measures, and we now hold a responsibility that was completely foreign to us not too long ago.
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It’s heavy right now, and that collective weight is getting stronger by the moment, emboldened by facts and figures that tell a story we weren’t prepared to hear. A bomb was dropped in our laps, and we still pull the debris out of our lives before the next one detonates in a future all too near.
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It’s heavy right now, and for some, our questions and problems are starting to grow bigger, bolder, and louder than the God we thought knew could answer them. His still small voice, drowned out by the hysteria enveloping our minds, disrupting our peace, stealing our attention.
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It’s heavy right now.
We mourn normalcy, routine, and - in staggering numbers - we mourn those we love.
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It’s heavy right now, but we don’t bear that weight alone. We bear it with one another, from a distance; we bear it with a Christ who suffers with us and for us. We bear it with our thoughts, our actions, and our hope - and through bearing it together, we defeat it in strides, as one triumphant accord.
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It’s heavy right now.
It will be heavy for some time.
But the light is coming.
And we will bear that together, as well.

03/11/2020

The Death of God. |
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As a child, the imagination is practically uninhibited with these notions of how the world around us operates.
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Stars are just glitter in the sky that we can’t reach, no matter how hard we try. Wind is this big air conditioner, and we can’t seem to find its remote anywhere.
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The notion of God is perhaps the most elusive, and one that can capture our imaginations just as vividly years later, where these ideas of God are just as outlandish as they were when we’re young and couldn’t know any better.
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Or, maybe those ideas were inspected, and the questions permeated deep beneath the surface. Maybe those questions got too big, and outgrew the notion of God entirely.
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Somewhere in life, that God we served as a child who had the whole world in His hands - one day that God dies.
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Maybe it’s not in a day, it’s usually over a period of years. Or it happens in a moment, when some core expectation wasn’t met, some disappointment became too large, or some hurt was too unbearable - and God’s silence spoke loudly, clearly, and painfully.
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But that hurt starts the journey, and the journey isn’t a fast one. It’s slow, painstaking, and tumultuous. It feels isolating, and guilt-ridden. As an earthquake, the ground beneath you crumbles as every belief you once held dear isn’t nearly as stable as you originally believed.
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However, that’s where it all comes together. Slowly, in due time, you start to realize God’s true character. You dig past all the cliched, easy answers, and find the hard, gritty truths you’ve been looking for.
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The big, romanticized, ingenuine God you used to serve has died - in its place, you find the new one, the TRUE one; and He’s a more powerful, more authentic expression of a genuine love and truth than you ever thought possible.
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And you, and everything you know, is better off for it.
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A lot of this caption was inspired/stolen from a sermon called “Jesus and the Death of God,” by Steve DeNeff. Link in the bio, I recommend it highly.

03/08/2020

It’s getting better - and so is everything else.|
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If you asked any of my friends or loved ones the question “What’s Seth’s biggest flaw?” you’d get a variety of answers.
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As bizarre a premise that may be, it’s a scenario I used to envision constantly, and the answer I believe lies in the question itself.
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I have spent so much of my life *recklessly* insecure of nearly every axis of my identity. My relationships, my intelligence, my GPA, my attractiveness, my filmmaking, my writing, my athletic ability, my eating habits, my weight, my hairline, my faith, my anxiety disorder; and so much more.
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It’s just painful to think of how many opportunities I’ve squandered, or outright prevented, because of the fear of my shortcomings, imagined or otherwise. And that’s really dumb.
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There’s a couple of things have helped change this.
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First, I started actually believing the compliments that I was receiving. I had a bad habit of hearing a compliment, and quickly discrediting it because of some arbitrary reason. This both undermined my significance, and allowed for subtle distrust with every person that loves me.
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Second, I stopped living for the compliments that I’d reject later. In High School, I would work endlessly for encouragement from a director or coach, then dismiss it because I couldn’t believe I was good at anything, yet I’d also feel like an equal sum of garbage because I wasn’t getting compliments.
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Lastly, I stopped taking criticism or comment as a personal attack. Because my identity was so wrapped in what I did, I drew the correlation “because this was bad, I am bad, and everyone knows it,” which is a lie without hearing uttered a single time.
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So now, because I know what it feels like to love myself, loving my God and everyone else has gotten a whole lot easier.
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And that’s a change I’m always happy to make.

03/01/2020

Just say it already. |
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Today, I was talking to a friend about my experiences with counseling, and specifically how beneficial it was. That conversation led to a metaphor I hadn’t thought of until that precise moment.
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In Mark 5, we’re told the story of Jesus confronting the man in a cave - demon-possessed and restless, crying out while cutting himself with stones.
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Upon Jesus’ arrival, this tormented man immediately fell to his knees, and Jesus asked them “What is your name?”
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The demon responded “Legion, for we are many,” and then leapt out of this man, and he was later seen healthy, clothed, and in his right mind.
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I was reminded of that story, because oftentimes I feel like demons are scarier when they go unnamed. To draw a parallel: problems get smaller after admitting they’re problems.
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When I was in counseling, I remember being deeply, seemingly irreversibly depressed, but aggressively unwilling to call it “depressed.”
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I was afraid that, upon admitting it, every crappy thing I did or thought would be a symptom of my condition, and I wouldn’t hold myself accountable for my thoughts, feelings, or actions.
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Meanwhile, because I wouldn’t say the issue by name, I was infinitely further away from fixing it.
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I think back to all the days where getting out of bed felt like running a marathon chained to a cinderblock, and no matter how hard I tried to move my feet I wasn’t taking a single step, and all the while screaming at the loudest volume of silence that being this broken is no excuse for being this useless.
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But then I finally admitted it.
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And then I was scared.
And then I was sad.
And then it got worse.
And then I found hope.
And then I found meds.
And then it got better.
And now it’s still better.
And now I’m okay.
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And I’m happy I’m okay. @ Oklahoma City, Oklahoma

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