Personal, therefore, in progress.

I want to create discourse. I throw out ideas and wait to see if they are remotely relevant enough and not terribly too esoteric to catch on.

Confessions of an “Atypical” Fitness Instructor

You see ME up there. A dreamer packed into a body of muscle, sweat and contradiction is someone I call a human caught in the depths of reality. But do you see me? Does it matter?

Light

“The morning after the storm is always brighter than the rest” What about the day after that?

Safe

Fleeting bouts of relief seem worth the clouds of doubt that cast my future.

Walking Backwards Facing Forward

Harnessed in a well planted seed The dream is for a miracle The prayers are for the rain

Why Get High?

Quite the tangential answer, but what else would one expect?