I recently began collecting ghost stories, in the hopes of writing a book someday. For now, I'm happy to post some of the more unusual ones as the stories were collected from family members, friends and co-workers who had first-hand experience in these chilling stories. This one takes...
I had a friend who used to study at a haunted school. I do not know if everything she told me was really true but I guess since the stories were all passed around from one student to another over the years, they might have become exaggerated, but still retain a certain kernel of truth...
"Find my hand in the darkness, intertwined you will be the day to my night. We can share wings and take flight towards our own inner light." -Truth Devour
Oh if you could wish upon a star and have your wishes all come true...but that exists only in nana noonoo land...the reality is we have to work to accomplish and those who don't oft fall by the wayside...especially if looking for a free ride through life...enjoy
This is a true story that may even change your way of thinking. Have you ever wondered why dogs bark through the night?
Man has got a great desire for knowledge and truth. He is, above all, seeking the person who has both the virtues of truth and beauty. Truth and beauty are the other names of god.
To write passionately about love brings wonderful feelings most especially in the silent and deepest hours of the night.
We are all given many chances to see beyond what people call reality. It is always there for us to see and travel to...being childlike in simplicity of being will take you to places you never believed existed but they do...I know I have been and experienced them...and as Master Jesu...
In the final installment from my memoir I tie up all the loose threads and little mysteries which have been unanswered up till this time.
Nature displays true ways. Make each day a precious day. Observe each days magnificent display.
This is all about love, love that can bind two people forever. Full of hope, dreams and faith. Love is very important. It is the source of happiness.
This is about real and true friends. Finding friends in school.
All your accusations All your assumptions All your frustrations All your aggressions All your agitations
Just to thank you For everything you do For the love I thought we made For the prayers you never prayed
I would do anything for you Because my love for you is true
Truth, fact and reality are found by filtering what we read and hear through the sieve of research, reasoning, and finding reality. It is then we have the treasured line to share.
Inspirational piece as a reminder that regardless of life's adversities we can be true to ourselves and always have a place within that we can find tranquility and peace. This helps to make clear decisions and keep goals in focus.
I have written a Poem about judging others already. But that poem narrates this particular situation from one's own perspective as the one who is doing the judging. But this version put's you as the victim to have an idea of what they actually pass through. The strength of this poem i...
A creative nonfiction piece which it took me a long time to write. Now that it's down on paper it's easier to let go, so I'm posting it here.
If I ever fall in love again, and who ever you are, this is what I would feel for you.
Ever wonder why there is so much poverty in the world. Have we not been helping for years and years? Why is it that it is not working? Do you ever ask yourselves these questions why, it is not working? Greed, Power, and Satan. The prince of this world is in control and he has always b...
This is about what can you see when you've put your armor away
Mirrors and other reflective surfaces are funny, seeing that they give an image of you, sometimes good, sometimes bad, but never quite what is really there. Can they show the inner you – sometimes?
Why won’t our leaders stand up to the usurper, who trounces on everything Constitutional, and wants to change everything good about a great country? The should grow one pair to at least share in Congress, and quit being the ninny-babies they are – just grow a backbone!
Have you ever wished, and hoped, and prayed, that you could go back and start over in anything? Work, play, or love?