Danny: 854 books

Staring at a blank screen.....Challenging myself to embrace humanity anew...Depression smiles as my muse cries....The sun also rises in Topeka, Kansas...

The quaint atmosphere of Denny's flow/grows into an element of internal psyche....I walk towards yesterday's child/I escape the impostor syndrome... 

Choosing my words carefully.....I drip poetics with the force of an atom bomb!...I look within an introspective heart....I see the dust of a life well-lived....

The line between fate and the matrix is becoming closer now.  Pushing the limits of human potential just because...Looking for love while being thankful..

Confused children trying to find their way....Lost boys/girls claiming their patch of mother earth...Present day hippies re-imagine the matrix....The NWO runs...

Just because...I seem to be perfectly happy now.  The sounds of chaos overtake my soul at times.  I survive....I survive to reach my destiny.

The realities of life....Passion taps lonely soldiers within their own personal destiny...Living in the moment as the universe expands.  Lonely heroes gathering strength for a new dawn.

Thinking of yesterday...Sgt Pepper's remains forever.  Hoping for the trials and tribulations to end.  I try/I try to take life in another direction.  Maybe?

Winding down .....Overcoming inner demons as I pursue my destiny....Sunday morning becoming another vision quest?....The impostor syndrome tapping my shoulder?

Seeing the honor in my fellow man/woman.  Striving to co-exist with grace.  I play a game of chance now.  My heart leads the way.  Forever humble...

Sunday ramblings form an evolving story within a complex soul. A sense of destiny flavors inward rants with scattered thoughts. Ultimately forming a microscope of the mind.

Independent ramblings. Letting the words form my consciousness. Moments of reflection provides true purpose in life. Walking through doors despite many obstacles.

Ears ringing 24/7.....I try to make sense of a senseless life anew....Hanging out with the folks at Denny's....My inner psyche grows with the complexities of human dynamics....

Chasing a field of dreams....Wishing upon a shooting star?...Walking the plank with reckless abandon....Pushing the limits of poetics while making a difference..Deconstructing false idols while side-stepping the matrix...Sister Mary George "pointing" a stern finger anew...