Tomorrow we will be gone
Each joyful or sorrowful tenant of those resting plots is remembered by a tombstone and its epitaph that looks down upon the mound of comforting earth.
Murphy's Law to Enlightenment Blog
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Your Toy box
t was there, between the cathedral walls of the ravine, that I paused, as if waiting for something, some answer to a question I was too immature to ask.
Bright Eyes
“Introverts don’t necessarily dream of an extroverted world.” In the theatre of life, when the curtain goes up, and the lights go dim, a hush fell across the audience in anticipation of the start...
The Sequel
The good and the bad of your living days color the lives of all those you’ve encountered along the way. Your slightest kindness or most flippant slur will circulate the globe forever.
On a Pale Horse, I ride
The shadow crystalizes into a towering, hooded figure that bends majestically over his bed. Its words stick to him like sap as it speaks, “Are you ready …. for a new adventure?”
San Diego Rocks!
As a kid, we explored these cobblestone canyons surrounding my pre-teen home in San Diego.
The Real, Real Story of Creation
Creation never stops from the most massive swirling galaxy that stretches beyond your imagination to a sparkling grain of sand that you hold in the palm of your hand.
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