Time folds in and out. Timing only the incidents that you decide to include. Negative feedback can adjust the moment of your devices. Or can they? …,

At the time of her demise Elsie would fall into the hands of a demented psychopath. The doctor named after a tree in her yarded fence of her mind. Dr. Wooden was the one and only gifted surgeon to have an explanation for Elsie’s conditions. The doctor explained she had dementia. As the drill dug…

Into the dark Into the night we go. Into the folds of insecurity and despair. Truly did not see it coming. The lights of the night disappeared in front of her. The ambulance taking her to this giant building focused on her eyes. She saw the dimness of life that the drivers had and felt…

The family sat around the table. Everyone was solemn and sullen. It was true that one of their own had gone against everything in their agreed terms. Truly’s family was very upset with her. Even after the fire three years before that was in question , still the actions of the night were beyond what…

Truly was a kind person. Youth was her friend. How she ended up in the hospital of Brick and Mortar is the story to be told. The lies you tell yourself dig deep inside. She was known to speak her mind a lot. But the truth was Truly never spoke her thoughts. And the person…

In the eyes of true darkness is the beholder of calm. Without the serenely strong power of divine intervention is the insanity I seek within. Trust in this process my fellow friends. Deep inside is the intimate understanding of depth and true desires.

In the corner of uncertainty and lust is the stone of forgiveness. If we forgive are we not divine? Or at least in a room of uncertainty for the hands of mercy upon us? The role here is not gender based… rather it is tension release verses emotional gratifying. I believe in the spirit of…

In the room of madness Truly sat there as Elsie wavered. The stones of the room she sat in were concrete but to her they were alive with germs and mystery. The germs of my people before me. For my name is Truly and I will live forever she told her ghost like Elsie. This…

In the midst of her avail the child sitting in the study room screamed and screamed. The meds they had given her were on their way into her brain stem. There was no stopping the mercy of the madness of her true nature. This is what I call true divine calling. Truly sat there with…

In the normal world where education meets not educational standards there is a fine line. Who are we to judge predetermined normalcy and not predetermined lethargy. The hybrid of intelligence meets the mockery of the divine. This post is about nothing. What sees between the eyes is just about the feelings of desire. What do…