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THE NINTH CIRCLE
I am a recovering drug addict. Take a moment…let that sink in. When my skeletal structure began deteriorating in both knee joints, in 1998, I was forty-two years old. The disease was...
THE NINTH CIRCLE
I am a recovering drug addict. Take a moment…let that sink in. When my skeletal structure began deteriorating in both knee joints, in 1998, I was forty-two years old. The disease was...
MORTALITY…AND THE LEAP OF FAITH: PART III – AN...
But though I have wept and fasted, wept and prayed……I have seen the moment of my greatness flicker,And I have seen the eternal Footman hold my coat, and snicker,And in...
MORTALITY…AND THE LEAP OF FAITH: PART III – AN...
But though I have wept and fasted, wept and prayed……I have seen the moment of my greatness flicker,And I have seen the eternal Footman hold my coat, and snicker,And in...
MORTALITY…AND THE LEAP OF FAITH: PART II – WOU...
“I used to think the time would comeWhen man would rise above the beast,I gave up thinkin’ that way long agoIn conversation with a priest.” ...
MORTALITY…AND THE LEAP OF FAITH: PART II – WOU...
“I used to think the time would comeWhen man would rise above the beast,I gave up thinkin’ that way long agoIn conversation with a priest.” ...
MORTALITY…AND THE LEAP OF FAITH: PART I - INTO...
Author’s note: This is the first of a three-part series on the intersection of mortality and faith. When I was fourteen, I went into my father’s woods. A mystical, ubiquitous presence...
MORTALITY…AND THE LEAP OF FAITH: PART I - INTO...
Author’s note: This is the first of a three-part series on the intersection of mortality and faith. When I was fourteen, I went into my father’s woods. A mystical, ubiquitous presence...
THE ROAD NOT TAKEN
“…I shall be telling this with a sighSomewhere ages and ages hence:Two roads diverged in a wood, and I –I took the one less traveled by,And that has made all...
THE ROAD NOT TAKEN
“…I shall be telling this with a sighSomewhere ages and ages hence:Two roads diverged in a wood, and I –I took the one less traveled by,And that has made all...
THE KINDEST GIFT
Blank pages…I have pondered deeply what to say to you, dear reader, in this – my first-ever blog post. Blank pages are the craggy path each would-be writer must traverse...
THE KINDEST GIFT
Blank pages…I have pondered deeply what to say to you, dear reader, in this – my first-ever blog post. Blank pages are the craggy path each would-be writer must traverse...