observing the light traveling through the arc of the lens of his eye i reflect on the possibility of the universe being one big hologram everything repeating itself infinitely inwardly, outwardly infinite tiny Leons in these eyes a world of unending depth, yet flat and if there is meaning, it Read More ...
What separates man from animal? We often fabricate all kinds of things that set us apart from “the animals”. Soul, intelligence, language, civilization; but in reality, nothing separates us from animals. Nothing but one thing, that is. The great white shark that bites a surfer’s leg clean off doesn’t first Read More ...
some old poetry… ———————————————- I’m often afraid of those moments of separation from the things that people have built to blind themselves to stop the questioning heart soul? Four pound brain? Often, I get lost in its creases and folds painfully tasered now and then by firing synapsis and everyone Read More ...
Happiness is a choice and the hardest part is making up your mind. Why is it so hard? It is a result of confusion between past, present and future. We fear that traumatic or hurtful events from the past will repeat themselves. Thus, we analyze those events to try to Read More ...
Prioritization is the key to success, but it can also be the key to failure. As you prioritize one area of your life, other areas suffer, at least temporarily. Often we find ourselves thinking of the important, wonderful things that we want to make top priorities in our lives, such Read More ...
In May 1884, their ship having sunken deep into the South Atlantic, 4 crew members floated upon the shark-infested waters with no food or water, and no means of communication with the outside world. For days they baked under the sun growing increasingly desperate. Braving the teeth of sharks, they Read More ...
All world conflicts ultimately boil down to competition for resources – be they territory, food, water, fuel, or anything else that both societies deem necessary and perceive to be scarce. Societies that have enough, and know it, do not squabble. If their neighbors have a very different culture, but are Read More ...
“I hate you!” Johnny screams, pointing at my pounding swollen heart his frustrations of the day, in the form of a gleaming blade, hoping to encapsulate, as eloquently as possible, his fury at the near total lack of control that he possesses over the daily activities of his four year Read More ...
We can all agree that love, true love, brings happiness. I’m not talking about the elation of romantic love. I’m talking about love that comes through understanding, through recognizing our common situation and our common desire for happiness. In this understanding you can find love for anyone or anything, though Read More ...
There is a massive gorilla in the room. He is fat and lazy. He stinks of death and excrement. Devouring your food, urinating on your books, shackling your legs to your cars and your desk, he grins smugly, sometimes pounding and laughing his wild, throaty maniacal laugh as you shuffle Read More ...
Stop allowing the media to frame your conversations. Don’t allow them to tell you what the issues are.
Ok, ok. I get it. Little girls with blue eyes and tired faces are STILL beautiful, despite their lack of hair. But I have a problem with this. It’s hard to explain, and I may sound cold. It’s the same problem that I have with all of the autism awareness Read More ...
Today my wife, Heather, turns 25, as I did late last November. We have been together nearly 8 years and have been through a LOT together – mostly a lot of stuff that she had to deal with about me. We were 17 and 18 when we first started dating. Read More ...
Explorer Johnny tackles the wildlife of the Poconos. Unhesitating, Explorer Johnny captures toads with a single dash of his expert hands. His feet like Spiderman’s, he climbs boulders and scales mountains unimpeded in his quest to discover new wildlife. Explorer Johnny was once a toddler, but now he scrapes his Read More ...
Explosions pound my eardrums, they vibrate the hair on my arms and I can feel them in my throat. Spectacular lights explode and blossom in the night sky over my 2-year-old daughter Ava’s head, spewing shimmering rays of color outward like giant ethereal dandelions blown toward us by an invisible, Read More ...
It’s a beautiful day for a fishing trip. It’s also a beautiful day to chase 2 small children around, repeatedly putting my own flesh in the way of whipping fishing hooks to prevent my children’s ears from being used as bait. This danger is compounded by the fact that the Read More ...
There are invisible toys in my house. Lucky for me, I have invisi-vision. I’m not sure how I received this superpower, or when, but as I walk through my house, I see toys lying all over, that no one else can see. I’m never quite sure which are the invisible Read More ...