The base of this blog will come from my prior writings. I am hoping to share, but without the basis of pieces of what has been before it will be difficult to coalesce subjects like humans on a subway train to proceed in an progressive direction. I have written poetry for a few decades. I wrote a novel in 2011. Part of that novel was an imaginary blog on our country. I would enjoy the opportunity to evolve the cliche for life to imitate art.
I am a single father from America. My mantra is that it could always be worse. I am thankful for what I have humble and yearning to connect to the humanity of our small Earth. If you seek the same, maybe we can create something out of this digital nothing. We can take a few words like seeds. Who knows how the rainforests sprouted or the culpability for their razing? Who suffers? What is victory?
These are my hopes as I begin.
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