To Anyone Who Is Homeless, I Say,

One Of The Greatest Gifts My Father Gave Me - Unintentionally - Was Witnessing The Courage With Which He Bore Adversity. We Had A Bit Of A Rollercoaster Life With Some Really Challenging Financial Periods. He Was Always Unshaken, Completely Tranquil, The Same Ebullient, Laughing, Jovial Man.

One Of The Greatest Gifts My Father Gave Me - Unintentionally - Was Witnessing The Courage With Which He Bore Adversity.

Don't Read What Everyone Else Is Reading. Check Them Out Later, Cautiously.

Beware Of The Stories You Read Or Tell; Subtly, At Night, Beneath The Waters Of Consciousness, They Are Altering Your World.

The Earliest Storytellers Were Magi, Seers, Bards, Griots, Shamans. They Were, It Would Seem, Old As Time, And As Terrifying To Gaze Upon As The Mysteries With Which They Wrestled .. (they) Helped The Community Live Though One More Darkness, With Eyes Wide Open, And With Hearts Set Alight.