A day of many firsts

Getting my legs back on track part I: The night approaching May first, was a night of many firsts. But above all it was the night I injured myself so badly that I needed surgery to regain my capacity to walk and move freely.

The Liar

Poetry has never been my forte, but years ago during a persistent episode of demonic darkness I decided to take up my pen to release my mind. As the words started flowing, I found myself writing in rhyme. Afterwards my Read more…

Heroes and heretics

The notion that some people are classified as heroes and others as villains has always intrigued me. Growing up, fairy tales and histories with their respective protagonists captured my imagination. More recently I have been thinking a lot about heroism Read more…


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