July 19, 2008 If you want to be good at something, you practice. If you want to be great, then you have to do more than practice: you have to become a slave to it. Everyday, every chance you get, you train and develop. Work until you feel you can go no more, then you go some more. You do until your body breaks. I want to be a great writer. I don’t want other people to think I’m a great writer. I want to think I’m a great writer. I want to capture every motion, scene, and sense, as it is in my...

At the dawn of creation everything was perfect. Perfect until sin was found in perfection: You were the model of perfection, Full of wisdom and perfect in beauty. You were the anointed cherub, for so I ordained you. You were blameless in your ways From the day you were created, Till wickedness was found in you. There was war. A war between the angels, their most despised enemy and a third of the stars that followed him. The tide of anger and retribution spilled unto the earth causing the corr...

Love is Infinite. It is not bounded by our minds. It is not certain that it is a fixed quantity that never changes or evolves. It is arcane and unfathomable. Like the universe, like YHWH, it cannot be defines. To define love is to take the very meaning from it. If you can define love: put a limit on it, then it no longer is love.

They give me this journal to write in. Yesterday, a doctor gave me a pen. My daddy says never to accept things form strangers. This is an exception. ‘Write anything,’ the psychiatrist tells me, smiling sympathetically. ‘Write about you.’ I smile at her and continue to stare at the diamond pattern tiles. Daddy says there is one place a gentleman should never be: a police station, but this is an exception. I look down the long and narrow, brightly lit hall in front of me. The door at the end i...