The Lyceum: Aristotle in a Bottle
Teachings of history’s greatest minds. … More The Lyceum: Aristotle in a Bottle
Teachings of history’s greatest minds. … More The Lyceum: Aristotle in a Bottle
“I saw machines with vacant screens”
“Still humming in the dust”
“Wonders made; gone, decayed”
“Rendered into naught but rust”
Reports might warn, but hearts, when torn
They never cease to dream
Their darkest fate, when faced, create
New futures, yet unseen … More A Light Called Unity
Adalasia: First Entry – Sicily, August, 1943 A curious thing happened today. It’s amazing how different things are now amidst the shelling. The incessant shooting, screaming, and shouting. Hardly a week ago I was making pies for Father’s bakery, whistling cheerful tunes and thinking of boys. My every day seemed filled with that of joy … More Love & Loss
I know you see things as I do There’s nothing we need to think through Take my hand, come walk with me There’s no one here else but us, you see Underneath these sparkling stars The entire world is ours Pick a place: below, above Say the word. It’s yours, my love There’s not a … More Walk With Me
Liberty is everything
Choosing choice above all else
Picking paths to try and tread
Power lies within yourself … More Liberty
So here’s to hoping that someday, just as Florence did so long ago, we look up — only to see those who embody values as close to the heart as that once-in-an-era, truly magnificent bloodline. … More The Noble House of Medici
Nod to They for inspiration
Gone, their minds still mold creation
Rising now in narration
Here with us, tonight … More Nod to They
They’ve no master, not these stars
Not “mine”, not “yours”, they’re simply “ours”
Casting wishes, we, to they
For sparkles that turn dark to day … More Spelled in Skies of Sparkling Stars
Over time, I began to realize more and more how strange I probably came off to people by doing stuff like this. It would make the other person think I’m subtly acknowledging an imperfection or something. Messed up hair, wrinkled shirt, whatever. Which wasn’t at all what I was doing, but it probably appeared that way nonetheless. … More Living With OCD: The Subtle Ways it Can Govern Your Life
Driving forward in reverse Yet asking why I’ve stopped Climbing up while being down And wonder: where’s the top? Try to move by holding back Is that how I’ll progress? Or have my actions been for naught But coping, and regress Questions, they have haunted me While reason hides each day Perhaps I chose a … More Reevaluate