Be absent, evermore turn thy gaze away; Be undone— the essence of being, premier to thee. Death tables highest certitude, linger in dismay; Prudence carotid in thine self amends the best in he. Now there stands the pyrrhonist, Of judgment, of spite, of unruly enterprise; To omit thyself of preeminence. 'Tis Nature, the timeless witness! Be thy forlorn, haste maketh he, doth dawn veils of change— man's greatest disguise. Prideful steps be thy walk, As he wears thy crown like O

I preface by stating... Some may call such unlikely events that happens to interrupt our daily paths, "coincidences." And to others merely random acts of perhaps "kind gestures." Though let's suppose on a more personal independent level as to any individual, the exhibition of the lives we walk set as the protagonist of our own stories, and even more seemingly so, say literally what are the chances that someone just so happens to be going through the very something that a

By entering this mystifying change of season once more, creation envelops the marrow of my soul with the euphoric sense of nostalgia. Believably, tides of serotonin seem to come to play for the much needed collection of solace. It is as if Nature is thrusting Her very last breaths of fertility throughout the lands of the earth for us to absorb before laying rest and temporary darkness blankets the atmosphere yet again. Chloris exhales the winds of change as I inhale her

In light of tomorrow's worldly event from the solar eclipse, this had me once more entertaining myself over the supposed "conundrum" of our vast universe and about how it is ever so "expanding." This theory, yes, I did say "theory" as this is quite a claim even from the greatest of minds of scholarly, scientific, distinguished reputation like that of notable astrophysicists Neil deGrasse Tyson, the great Stephen Hawking, and even the popular Edwin Hubble, having provided the