The pain of this life, quite often, is too much to bear — Knowing that one dies with too much time unspent. So many others float by in a sadness unaware Of all the dreams and possibilities for which they’re meant. It is, perhaps, the worst in the empty nights When neither moon or stars offer their solemn glow. The truth of who you really are burns bright, But not a soul on earth is around to know.

I’ve been printing and selling my photographs for the past two years now, and since spending thousands on expensive printers and ink, one printer that I’ve used has impressed me time and time again with its excellent quality and affordability. I urge every aspiring photographer or avid shooter to get…

I do a lot of reading, mainly because I like to process information for myself, rather than someone else feeding it to me. And one of the best places to find good books is the thrift store. Go into your local thrift store and you can find all types of…

I have this thought that follows me around every day. If and when I die and leave this world, I wonder if I’ll still be able to recall who I am–who I was. My spirit, my memories, my awareness of myself and my consciousness–will that stay intact as I’m rushing…