Short story of misery that can only be created by the thoughtless mind of one’s own fear and anguish for desire.

Fantasy-Science Fiction, this a beginning story idea.

It started with a crack.

You that kind of people that do nothing in life, they just walk from one side to another, the beg for money and food and a home, and the only word you can use to describe them is misery.

Godliness with contentment is great gain.

A brief debate between a friend of mine and myself of whether or not competition is inherently a human instinct or an adaptation.

I’m writing you to forget me…

Every parent should make these promises to their children.

A poem I wrote to portray the plight of the Niger-Delta area in Nigeria that produces the source of the nation’s wealth (crude oil), but still wallows in poverty.

About one of the universe’s most sought after resources.