Zip, zero, zilch, nada, negatory, nothing.

A look at life from near the end zone.

I know that this is strange and lacking many things, but it makes sense to me. take it as a thought provoking read.

Help me solve this mind boggling question.

A song I wrote about different times in my life and relating them to the songs and movies that I had listened to or seen during those times.

A poem on deep loss and suffering.

Smoke your chronic to forget your problems…

Internal energy poem.

Back in the 1940s, just about a year or two after the USA got involved with WWII.

My life.