We offer observations on the human condition from a 23 year old mind trapped in an 83 year old body.


We place in the prison of our soul, love.

God is a whisperer.

Some are detail folk.

To contemplate who I am is to be who I am.

The child lives in today, the adult in yesterday.

Bear a grudge, bear witness to hate.

I so wish to have known my grandparents.

We feed wealthy money and the poor anger.

To know how others think is to think everyday.

My first allegiance is to the poor.

At age 83 I nod to elderly people.

Some believe believing in nonsense.

Some prefer the company of fools.

Pay attention to your words in all situations.

Injustice overwhelms my soul and leads to anger.

Humans possess an infinite capacity to hurt one another.

I place hand on chin when angry.

Times to rise and times to sit.