The Trackless Path

In an age of cheap words, how does one say something that will last?

What does AI mean for writers and creators?

I am trying something new. Will I produce more by allowing myself to move from project to project?

Is Religion A Manmade Construct?

The Beggar's Bowl 18 - Don't Take My Advice #personalfinance #financialliteracy #intuition

What if you would rewrite the past?

Time - A little piece I wrote in 2019

A true story about a little girl whose finger grew back through faith.

Creating out of the impossible unto divine deliverance.

Charles Bukowski What a perfectly wicked man. Perfectly wicked! Perfectly wretched! But truly, honestly so. Give me one man Who is what he is, And nothing more pretended. You know that you secretly Hang upon his poems. Because they are real. You steal away When you believe That no-one is watching. And it is you we see Cowering. Hunched over. Hanging upon: "If it doesn't come bursting out o...

They are too old, Too old to fight, Too old to stir. But they were fighters once… He with fists that bruise And her with sharp claws And teeth that tear. You’d think they would have found Another room, another world, another life To share. But they stayed instead And fought it through. For the fightingest souls Are steady. To a passion deep within That stays. That stays and fights And Fights again...

This is the Beggar’s Bowl, The weekly edition of my podcast                                                                           Wherein I highlight one financial principle of the new life And beg for spare change. Children need a healthy sense of low. If raised with too much, they come to expect it. Many a marriage has been ruined  By a partner whose expectations were set too high. For this...

...so God created man in his own image. In the image of god created he him, male and female, created he them...

A fleeting morning miracle...

There is a higher justice, but we will only find it as we put our trust in God.

These Words I Give to You - a Poem I am here when, in my silence, vain and foolish thoughts Scream and proudly boast that careless words would heal. I am here when inward longings fall helpless into unnamed chasms And when dark shadows hide our faces from one another And taunt us with what we think we see. I am here when I cannot see you And when all that's left is the memory of what I know. L...

An Impromptu Poem - Discarded Things

Here are a few thoughts about the folk song “500 miles” by Peter Paul and Mary and about the Parable of the Prodigal Son. The song was originally written and sung by Hedy West and titled the Railroader’s Lament but the lyrics may have been derived from an older folk song. The song was covered by Justin Timberlake, Carey Mulligan and Stark Sands in the 2013 film Inside Llewyn Davis. The Parable of...

Letting Go - an economic principle of the new life.

People have begun to treasure the spirit of a thing more than the thing itself...

A bit of counter-cultural advice in a time of hyper-speculation.

More about the knowledge of God.

Why not trust? Why not trust? You never know who you may touch.

"The cheaper your pleasures, the richer you'll be." In this episode, I review a video by Einzelganger on YouTube. Einzelganger explores the philosophies of the stoics and surmises that luxury is overrated.

Silence is seen by most as a means to an end. It is utilized as a tool that is to be employed in attaining what we imagine to be a good life. And at that, it is one of any number of tools that may be pulled out at will and utilized to any number of ends. And Silence for now is content to be hauled along for the ride in your endeavors. It rejoices when it can soothe your nerves at the end of a long...