The heavy soul will not pass though the body is failing.

I was dead unit you found me, though I breathed. I was sightless, though I could see. And then you came...and I was awakened.

Sometimes your whole life could hinge on a fraction of an inch. Or the beat of nanosecond. Or the knock on a door.Kind of made a male believe in the divine. It really did.

Life. In all it's mundane majesty.

There came a time in everyone’s life when they realized that in spite of how hard they’d been running from themselves, everywhere they went, there they were: Addictions and compulsions were nothing but marching bands of distraction, masking truths that were unpleasant, but ultimately undeniable.