Fiction in the Fog

God | Life

We claim to love, we claim to care, and we claim to… well, whatever it is. And if…

Under a starlit sky, land of a forgotten day now lays Full moon illumination, shows a rocky path…

We search for the things we believe we need and even deserve. Not realizing that deserve has nothing…

The following is a poem I wrote recently regarding a training event and then I added the lines…

Down this dark rabbit hole, I willingly run. Haunted by dreams in colors, of the muted sun. Pondering…

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