Omar looks at the bible in his hands. Funny how he had revered it, used it to turn the hearts of others and even worshipped it. He now considered it an abomination. It is the one that had made him chase away his younger brother. Just because he had stolen it. Some faces turn to look away, others twist into queer shapes. He looks at the picture again. Yes it is his brother, and they resemble one another. Maybe adding a verse or two from the bible might help. He turns a corner, and it is as if h.

I Am Adopted and I Refuse to be Defined that Way. Because of the noise the geniuses are all dead. What they lacked in numbers they built by. Way of character and modeling clay. In disappointment I drove down my favorite backroad,. Stopped the car and sat on my hood for a day.

What you seek is seeking you. A Japanese myth reads that if one folds a thousand origami paper cranes, the gods grant him one wish;. And I have been making origami wishes,. Throwing them to the universe in the hope that the Mother grants me three. Enjoy the bloom of flowers in October. Watch them die in December;. Be alive in all seasons of life. Do not kneel before altars of unrequited. Growth is lonely but beautiful.

Writings, ramblings, and ruminations. Enter your email address to follow this blog and receive notifications of new posts by email. Warming even my darkest corners. Deep wisdoms, soon detached. From truths past, forgotten. Today our tendrils collapse as they grasp. Beholding untold versions of tomorrow,.