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Continued from Part 1 To Hell and Back to the Blackness I sit at home contemplating once again my next move to solve the oddities going on before me. The home that was once filled with life and activity now … Continue reading
Is it over? Is it just the beginning? Another life. Another lesson learned. Should I rush? Should I take it in stride? Looking forward to what’s ahead. Looking back at what’s been done. The steps to move on. The quagmire … Continue reading
What were the odds of our paths crossing? Call it fate if you will. The roads that had led to this path are all but forgotten. They were long and winding roads filled with obstacles, detours, and dead ends forcing … Continue reading
What does it mean to have a heart like a poet? Does it mean that you are broken? Does it mean you only see life in black and white? All or nothing? Can there be a middle ground in a … Continue reading
I begin my journey with a walk. Along the journey towards the tracks to which belong to a train that has already passed long ago. I am able to get a couple of messages off before my battery dies on … Continue reading
I picture myself as an independent film maker. Filming my thoughts. My thoughts should be on film. I am standing in my kitchen. I am staring at the coffee pot. The clock on the coffee maker is flashing 12:00. I … Continue reading