

Journey in Slumber“Window Seat Dreams” Cavendish Road, Carlton—same seat, same window,engine humming like it knows me.I look out—and the houses… READ MORE
Summer Rolling In Early May arrives in pink and white,Blossoms waking in the morning light.Soft winds carry petals through the… READ MORE
A Heart for Two Knees Gabriel, our dear feline friend,you arrived not as a stranger—but as a story already begun,weathered… READ MORE
Are We Computers? Are we computers, I ask.Are we networked,or individual units—containers of information,processing what we receive? Able to access… READ MORE
She roars like a lionwithin me,filling me with fire. Her loveis my one true desire. And with her,I feel invincible—conquering… READ MORE
Reflections on Life
Self‑Discovery and Identity — “What Was and What Will Be
The Future You Create
The future waits in quiet clay,
Shaped by the hands that work today.No distant star can chart your way,
Like choices made along the day.Each step becomes tomorrow’s view,
By Paul Baldry (LongJohn)
The future lives in what you do.