A story told in Haikus.

This is what I think will happen if you alter the past.

It is the way that he is, and that is all that there is to it. Period.

Would glory change the way you live your life today?

John Brooklyn sat in his Jeep, at a fork in a trail, in the middle of the African savannah and was looking at his GPS trying to figure out where the heck he was. A day of collecting research had left him hungry, thirsty, tired but most importantly lost. Every trail looked the same on this dark night.

On love and commitment.