In These Times
In these times of strange new realities… in these times of loves gone sour… in these times of false faces and pretenses… there is only within that matters. In…
Read MorePoetic Ponderings
What could possess a man so intense, Slumped over scratching at a paper fence? No walls can lock inside the free! For each hold the key to insanity. Scribbles and…
Read MoreEmpty Hands Still Hold Infinity
To see a world in a grain of sand, And a heaven in a wild flower, Hold infinity in the palm of your hand, And eternity in an hour. –William…
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