Blues.

Perhaps that’s why they call it the blues.

A Spontaneous Thought Stream.

We all have our demons; do you know how strong yours are?

A red rose is blooming in the rising of a glowing sun.

Yeshua Melekh ha-Mashiach, Muhammad Ali, Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr., Nelson Mandela. Pantheon of legends, meet Barack Hussein Obama II.

I am the king of an ancient land, and I never want time to go by.

This poetic thought was originally written in 2009. It was a strange time.

Beauty fades over time, but the mind and soul is what makes a woman regal.

“The Void” is something I wrote around four full years ago, back when I did that sort of thing.

The sun loved the moon so much that he was willing to shine a light on the world just so he had a chance to see her every day.

Do you remember the time we held hands, laughing with one another as we walked along the rolling meadows beyond Mr. Charles’ farm?