God gives me life through his love for me. Something that the devil does not give me; but, to destroy me. Even though I am a sinner, I walk with the father. So he will change me, for the devil has no such powers like Christ. For he wants my paths to be full of destruction and pain.

This is my novel that I’m writing. It’s a dark twisted one, and it has some twisted humor later on.It’s mostly an action/horror genre. And do know that the chapters progressively get longer.

Beautiful Christmas poetry.

Merry Christmas during the holiday season and the elation we feel.

A new poem about Christmas that was penned intentionally as a song. Merry Christmas!

A holy war defeats the purpose of being holy.

The phrase holy cow should have originated because of the degree of dependency that human babies show towards cow milk.

This poem is for my cousin Jessie who recently lost her two month old child to SIDS. If you could pray for her that the father in heaven would continue to hold her in his hands and let her know that he loves her.

A poem based on a tabloid in which Jesus comes back in a car.

Even if one accepts that there is God, it is wonderful to notice the many ways in which the so-acclaimed Supreme Being plays lots of live games with their subjects, just as a mischievous king would to his people!