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.

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...

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...

We all learned the reasons for writing when we were in elementary school. I can still hear my English teacher's voice telling me to...

It is true that time stops for no man. Still, humans strive and claw at the idea of undying greatness, an idea as unattainable as...