The very idea of writing is a strange one. It never ceases to amaze me that humans can look at little squiggles, dots, and lines, and...

Autumn is a time to find things.

Two men sat in the fiery sunset of a dying day and watched it burn starry embers into the smoke black sky. One had a face full of...

Since it is the month consecrated to the Sacred Heart, I wanted to write down a thought I had. Interestingly enough, it started in my...

(The "Just a Thought" posts on my blog are completely random ideas my brain thought up. Most, if not all, of them should not be taken...

It is no surprise that our world is full of fabricated realities. From the moment you wake up to the moment you fall asleep, you are...