We understand the cycle of life. We lose legends every year, yet every year we like to think of as being an Armageddon.

It is absurd to link the causes of all bad things to the Earth's orbiting of the Sun, just as it is absurd to link all good things to the existence of a Deity.

There are no good or bad years. There are only good or bad moments. All of which are nothing more than singular events in space and time.

Does anything exist that is dead but wasn't once alive?

Let all go and see what stays.

What makes man human?
Hope...
... despite of
... in spite of.

A poet is not just a writer.
A poet is a creator of worlds, ones which are created from the powers of imagination through fingertips. A master craftsman/woman of untold worlds.

He who has overcome his fears will truly be free

Freedom for the pike is death for the minnows

Never forget your roots, they represent what you are.