The boy stood in front of the tower, all alone. He could feel the power within; then wondered; where everyone else was? Who cares, he thought, after all, I'm the boss. There is a world filled with everything you could possibly need. You are a seed, that grows and grows; then one day, who knows, maybe you'll know it all, then, in totality, you'll be whole, complete, at the same time, unique; you Others are far, but you don't need them. You have you; all you need. There are you in the shadow, in the light; awake at dawn, and night. Everything is awakened to the surroundings you have around...

I see myself as a person at war, and the battle is against evil, and the weapon I am using to defeat my adversary is the pen. My aim is to dispense, as much as I possibly can, the truth in regard to the nature of my nemesis. There is an expression which very much describes my present circumstance, and how I am able to do what I do; "Keep your friends close, and your enemies closer." I am quite literally in the trenches, on the battle field, surrounded by my enemy. Lives are lost every day in the mine field deployed by those who are sick and depraved beyond belief; ask any of those who witness...

I see myself as a person at war, and the battle is against evil, and the weapon I am using to defeat my adversary is the pen. My aim is to dispense, as much as I possibly can, the truth in regard to the nature of my nemesis. There is an expression which very much describes my present circumstance, and how I am able to do what I do; "Keep your friends close, and your enemies closer." I am quite literally in the trenches, on the battle field, surrounded by my enemy. Lives are lost every day in the mine field deployed by those who are sick and depraved beyond belief; ask any of those who witness...

A tree sprang from the ground. Upward it soared, till the clouds it found. Heaven was there, as well as The Lord on high. Life came from the water that fell from above. The Maker shines His light on all those who love. To appreciate life in all its goodness, we must add to the parts that form ourselves. This is done by connecting to others by offering gifts that nourish the soul; after all, for what other reason were we originally made, than to realize the search for truth is our sole goal. The quest is eternal, it spans beyond our final resting place; a dark, and empty, grave.

Out of the darkness sprang a beam of bright light. Through dimensions unknown it danced with the wind, and the ripples of the waters hidden within the escarpments buried deep down below. Eventually, they would form a hilarious spectacle called a show. Animated figures would spring to life; the riddle behind their existence is what they wanted to know. From somewhere within, and maybe beyond, sat The Creator on His throne, looking around the immense, limitless, unknown, pondering the question; wasn't I here before? I'll have to wait and see. The circle of life is heaven's way of continually...

A tree sprang from the ground. Upward it soared, till the clouds it found. Heaven was there, as well as The Lord on high. Life came from the water that fell from above. The Maker shines His light on all those who love. To appreciate life in all its goodness, we must add to the parts that form ourselves. This is done by connecting to others by offering gifts that nourish the soul; after all, for what other reason were we originally made, than to realize the search for truth is our sole goal. The quest is eternal, it spans beyond our final resting place; a dark, and empty, grave.

Out of the darkness sprang a beam of bright light. Through dimensions unknown it danced with the wind, and the ripples of the waters hidden within the escarpments buried deep down below. Eventually, they would form a hilarious spectacle called a show. Animated figures would spring to life; the riddle behind their existence is what they wanted to know. From somewhere within, and maybe beyond, sat The Creator on His throne, looking around the immense, limitless, unknown, pondering the question; wasn't I here before? I'll have to wait and see. The circle of life is heavens way of continually...

Out of the darkness sprang a beam of bright light. Through dimensions unknown it danced with the wind, and the ripples of the waters hidden within the escarpments buried deep down below. Eventually, they would form a hilarious spectacle called a show. Animated figures would spring to life; the riddle behind their existence is what they wanted to know. From somewhere within, and maybe beyond, sat The Creator on His throne, looking around the immense, limitless, unknown, pondering the question; wasn't I here before? I'll have to wait and see. The circle of life is heavens way of continually...

The Poet What is a poet? Life offers him so many pleasures, he often dances with joy. Requests are made, that on his journeys others join; Sailors, ahoy Months and years are filled with play. Each object he sees as a toy; this occurs no matter the day. Magical are the pulsating visions, and stories, present in his mind. Each one deserves an embrace. The urge to display these wonders means they can often be put down in haste. Later the search for perfection sets in; the quest shall begin to let each of heaven's angels rest on the head of a pin. Haunted by sights of things past, he displaces...

The Poet What is a poet? Life offers him so many pleasures, he often dances with joy. Requests are made, that on his journeys others join; Sailors, ahoy Months and years are filled with play. Each object he sees as a toy; this occurs no matter the day. Magical are the pulsating visions, and stories, present in his mind. Each one deserves an embrace. The urge to display these wonders means they can often be put down in haste. Later the search for perfection sets in; the quest shall begin to let each of heaven's angels rest on the head of a pin. Haunted by sights of things past, he displaces...