I hate anticipating anything, it gets my nerves going.

A creepy Halloween short story for your reading pleasure…

This is my opinion of 2012.

Chapter Five.

The degree that we are desperate for God, is the degree to which we shall receive.

“And I heard, as it were, the voice of a great multitude, as the sound of many waters and as the sound of mighty thundering, saying, “Alleluia! For the Lord God omnipotent reigns! Let us be glad and rejoice and give Him glory, for the marriage of the Lamb has come and is wife has made herself ready.” And to her it was granted to be arrayed in fine linen, clean and bright, for the linen is the righteous acts of the saints. — Blessed are those who are called to the marriage supper of the Lamb!” Revelation 19:6-8, nine.

A short piece of Original Writing.

A memory of traveling through Montana while on search to find myself.

A poem written during a time of revelation and change.

End of days.