The Book Keeper – Idea for a Potential Story

A few day ago I was walking with my mother, and she told me about a documentary she had seen about the bible. According to the documentary, the bible has been intentionally been broken apart and sold in pieces to different groups of people. Every religious group bought only what is convenient. I thought the... Continue Reading →



Heaven is not for righteous or pure of heart. It is for the wicked who serve their faith because of the simple promise of salvation and the simply threat of damnation. Those who truly experience empathy for other human beings are forever destined to a purgatory created from their own compassion. Purity is its own damnation.


The stars are lonely tonight, sitting on a cusp beyond our reach. They sit alone in the dark alone, abandoned, cursed to stare at us forever from on high. I can feel their grief and sense their isolation. I see their emptiness every night when I look up at the sky.   Have you noticed... Continue Reading →

The Curse of the Heart

The heart is cursed to suffer repeated wounds that never heal, wounds that break open every time the heart grieves in lamentation, but the lamentation is not the curse that breaks the wounds open, it is the cure that heals the wounds when the heart is broken.   Curse the perpetrator who repeatedly strikes at... Continue Reading →

Why do I write?

I write because words give me a voice that I would otherwise not have, otherwise not know I had, or otherwise not be able express on a daily basis. I write because my imagination is rampant, and if I ignore it, I would tired easily because the voice risen from my imagination would become another... Continue Reading →

Do You Fear The Light?

Do you fear the light? No, you say. It is because it makes you feel safe? But why do you feel safe? Is it because you can see in the light? I expected a better answer. How do you feel about the darkness? When you walk down a dark street, are you paranoid because you... Continue Reading →

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