What’s the cost of human life in a land where fleeting pleasures are sought after through desperate measures at the expense of something far more precious?


Flora and Rain-man Come to Town

Grey Skies and smoky hills. Rainbows and rose flowers. Sweaters and umbrellas. Cold drinks and company.

What Does That Make Me?

The mystics make me to see my existence as sacred. Science helps me to apply logical reasoning to things. The Christ to me, symbolizes balance in His gesture of love. I take notes on devotion from the imam.

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