If I had a cigar ( Read more... )

I have my two forearms sitting out in front of me, inside facing up and open in a relaxed settling. Sensitive they are to touch at the moment, yet they are wanting embrace ... soft, gentle, kind. I hear a cricket chirping outside the window, and the night's air is warm and damp ( Read more... )

it has been a little while since last I posted. I have good reason for this ... I've not been home but in another city exploring it and the wonders of NASA. But the time comes close to its end and in a few weeks I must leave what I am doing and go back to what I was doing ( Read more... )

(May 8, 2006 ( Read more... )

It’s just past 10:00 p.m. beneath the moon’s rays … it is a thoughtful night as well as one with a lot of studying. My mind has to indulge in such things, switching from thoughts concerning one side of the brain to the kind of thoughts that reside on the other. You may think of it in terms of “multi-tasking”, I suppose. But academic and “logical” ( Read more... )

Down the stairs that spiral deep into my heart ( Read more... )

"I'm going to get out of this ( Read more... )

I do not know what it is, but there is a sadness in the air these days. I've felt it for a couple of weeks. Like a separation of freinds. I do not know what it means ... but I feel a familiar theme. Perhaps some paths that have met branch off yet again. Messages recieved that were meant to be heard and no more then them. Who knows ... and so ... ( Read more... )

From: “The Heart of a Leader”: Blanchard Family Partner, The Ken Blanchard Companies ( Read more... )

I peer into the dirty windows of a house long abandoned ( Read more... )