When my bother died, a poem… When my brother died, the warmth of the universe diminished perceptibly at every official measuring station and did not recover. Saturday morning shower of ideas… It started with my father. On a Saturday morning, as I was getting into the shower, maybe before when
When my father died, a wall that stood forever crumbled. Every room across the universes was forced to adjust. About When my father died… When my father died is a poem that came to me in the shower. A lot of ideas do that. They find room to pop up
Life is a mystery, they say. Is it? There’s an answer in verse.
.What Is Life Between Lives? Always Here, Taking Journey After Journey Unhindered by time? Are We Born Once or Again and Again?
Socrates’ “Move The World” Quote Poster (Blue) by MementoStudios Want to make a difference? What are you waiting for? One more reason to love Socrates. He knew, 2,500 years ago.
Family Values Wall Art by KaleenaRae Look at this, every day, and change your life…