When two hearts become one.

Grief has many effects.

A maybe true or not story about Baba Vanga and how she predicts the future of the world.

All life is one divided only by fear and ignorance.

The cerebrum: the part of your brain that lets you think, reason, and move voluntary muscles.

A poem I wrote that I am very proud of.

There is, actually, a meaning for this poem. I look at it now and wonder why I wrote it, but I always fall back to a deeper meaning inside of it. Do you know what it is?

Why does the government run to rescue other countries when America has it’s own problems that are needing resolved? Ask them this question. What about America?

About the bond that can form between a stepfather and a child. More importantly my son and his now ste daddy.

An impossible, over your head dream that a lot of people seem to have.

She was alone and he was in love…

Only to see you again.