She dances in a sunny meadow, clad in shades of yellow and pink and orange. A splendid, shimmering peach-colored robe. A wan golden haze surrounds the meadows at dusk.
Thoughts and Ideas
I’ve created a general place for sharing my thoughts and ideas on well, lots of topics. :-)
Souls Are The Separation Of Spirits And Passion
Souls are the separation of spirits and passion.
Cold Frosty Morning
Chapter One It was a cold frosty morning and the cobble stone roads dew. Well that’s how this starts out. I decided to create mini shorts. Short stories with images and some text. I thought would be fun as attention… Read More ›
National Hispanic History Month
It’s National Hispanic History Month and I created a few images for my friends and family. National Hispanic History Month “September 15 to October 15 is National Hispanic American Heritage Month The Library of Congress, National Archives and Records Administration, National… Read More ›
Two Bodies One Soul
Love is composed of a single soul inhabiting two bodies.
Aristotle
Freedoms Foundation
The family tree, the foundation of freedom is on the decline.
Nuclear Winters Extinction
The last person standing during a nuclear war eventually fades into extinction. But until the big blast, when the world falls into chaos, who will be the last one? Nuclear Winters Extinction The last person standing could be either a… Read More ›
Grandparents
Grandparents are nothing more than old codgers that see life from a different time. As the sun sets, so too does the knowledge of that lifetime.
I Bleed Red
I Bleed Red I Bleed Red. War breeds the dead. War leaves corpses behind. It was only a matter of time before new violence was born. Sooner or later, the guns would start to spray blood in crowded cities and… Read More ›
Wicked Forest
“Wickedness thus follows a mindless soul. It is like a beast in a heat-sick forest; With arms and teeth and hooves and horns, It stalks the path of destitution. It feasts on the rights and liberties Of each victim: Till… Read More ›
I Am You, Are You, You Too 101.0
I see you in vivid color, alive and refreshed.
I see you seeing me, Fearfully, Beautifully, Tearfully.
Sorrowful Desolation
Loneliness petrifies the heart and closes off the veins of life. If you’ve never felt it, you can’t really understand how it can wrench the very structure of your being.