Folly, remorse, time. misspent, dreaming lovers.

People that have no feeling whatsoever for others that are less fortunate and beaten down. I try to understand, but I know I will never be able to understand that. I am not geared that way.

Oh, to be young and foolish once more…

Life is like a fabric of many designs and colors. There is no exclusivity of uniformity and consistency. What seems factual may have to contend with its opposite. One may outweigh the other and at the same time, conflict, even when there may not be any reason to do so.

A poem.

The Lord feeds all those who truly have a hunger for Him.

The fabric of society in the United States are designed with colorful patchworks of diversity of interests and mannerisms, imbued with distinctive idiosyncrasies.

Was man really meant for airline airplane travel?

Stuff that, on occasion, rhymes. What do you call that again?

My attempt at describing the courage and the heart it takes to learn something from a hard life or even a difficult situation, no matter what. If a person makes it through a recent catastrophe, it is only because of knowledge gained from a hard past.