Screaming!Screaming!Screaming! The first screams came from the pain and anguish, the physical, the mental, and the heartache of the human race en masse.The second screams came from the wars, both literal and figurative; the battles between nations, the battles between humans, the battles between humans and animals, the battles between friends and lovers, the battles,… Continue reading The Broadcast
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Living to be Destroyed
As a child I moved through life joyfully.Days and weeks bled into months and years.Not a care in the world as we played and laughed.Games and toys, imagined lands and timeless sands.Curiosity and intrigue, the realms of the impossible opened.Create and crave, inspire and desire, the impossible now possible.Then, almost over night, it stopped.Like a… Continue reading Living to be Destroyed
Bring Me
Bring me those born from your loin.Those who have nested in your womb.Those you bore as your life’s fruit.Bring me the child you cherish so.Gift them to me so that I may grow. I am the monster you feed at night.I am the demon that your fear.I am the angel you call out to.When you… Continue reading Bring Me
When You’re Lost In The Darkness…
Joel sat motionless, his head pounding from the concussion.His vision blurred, and the ringing in his ear was as sharp and unrelenting as in the one already dulled by partial deafness. Marlene’s voice drifted to him, incomprehensible, a distant drone. She was undoubtedly speaking with focus and intent, imploring him to listen, but the meaning… Continue reading When You’re Lost In The Darkness…
Coming Home
He was walking along the dimly lit street back toward his house. The glow from his cell phone was the only forward-facing illumination, as he held it tightly in his hand. At 23 years old he was a young man. He never got scared now, not like when he was a child. No longer was… Continue reading Coming Home
A Racing Life
In remembrance of Ayrton Senna who died 23 years ago today and for all the other heroes of motorsport who have tragically left us.