I have been pondering several things over these last several weeks.  My life and my position have changed again drastically.  I am now on the threshhold of where i wanted to be many years ago.  It has taken me about 12 years to get to this point.  Interestingly enough my point of view has changed dramatically. I remember when i was 18, that i wanted to change the world.  I knew that i had certain gifts, and talents, and that i could use these attributes to help …

So, so you think you can tell Heaven from Hell, blue skies from pain. Can you tell a green field from a cold steel rail? A smile from a veil? Do you think you can tell? And did they get you to trade your heroes for ghosts? Hot ashes for trees? Hot air for a cool breeze? Cold comfort for change? And did you exchange a walk on part in the war for a lead role in a cage? How I wish, how I wish you were here. We're just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl, year after year…

So, I am convinced that there is something wrong or in the least not right with me... I have some sort of disorder whereby i am a kid in a candy store and i want to sample all of the candy.  I cannot commit to just one or two even, but want more.  Even when i have sampled as much as i can i still want more.  Sometimes i sample so much that i get belly aches. I used to be able to make decisions with a little bit more clarity in thought.  Now i feel very wishy-washy.&nb…

With all of the books that i have ever read there are only a few that i have read multiple times. For me, reading a book a second time is a true testament to the greatness of it's plot, characters, and climaxes. I have read 'The Hobbit' about three times, and Catch-22 about five times, but i have read 'The Lord of the Flies' no more than ten times. I have seen the movie and the remake multiple times as well and have had multiple discussions with various friends, family members, and strangers.…