Infinitum

 With the difficulty in life that time brings, what is the purpose of time? What if time was a necessity to perfe...

“The eye can never free what is real, from the throbbing of human time.” - St. John Paul II from his poem, “Proper...

The following poem is dedicated to Carthy . The light of God's glory is beyond human comprehension. We will know the t...

  In his hands the dice were rolled, Seemingly random as if a game, Each die taking shape of thought, Every on...

Kokomo, of musical fame, does not exist. Bombay Beach is real. Marked upon a map, Beside a sea of salt, The binocul...

Technology creates tools, but sometimes the tool creates dependency. As the obsessive habit of taking selfies became...

I just wrote this sitting here waiting for my wife so we can commute home together.   What is the title?   Breath of Life?   B...