Swirls of Fire

Children are lost, confused and asking questions. Running in circles, grasping at the wind and trying to capture the sun light. Men huddled speaking softly, what went wrong on that night? Swirls of fire - smoke undetected but did it have to end this way?

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Eternal

The pain from the nightmares that were not nightmares, but reality, will go on forever. The questions, the crazy answers and rationalizations, cited verse and cited commentaries will not help to quell the confusion, to ease the pollution of anger, sadness and solitude. Still, the night began…lost in a never-ending darkness…feeling as if the sun would never rise….suddenly a light on the horizon broke…

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At the End of the Day Chapter 6

She walked right into his life and he knew right away he would give in to her. One look at her, four words spoken in her raspy voice and her hand lightly cascading down his left arm… David was walking along Broadway in New York City one Spring Day when he decided to walk up […]

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She wasn't as passionate as David was and was able to go through life without the perks and spoils her contemporaries took for granted. What she could not handle was the cold sadness that emanated from him. Once when he used to come home the house would light up and she would run to see him. Now it seemed as though his presence brought about a dimming light effect on the home which in turn caused any sense of happiness to see him, to disappear.

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A Story to Tell Chapter 4

"Stop romanticizing everything in your past and see events and people for what and who they were. Then you can learn from them." Dr. Green, my former psychologist. "I prefer to stay stupid and romanticize and glorify the events I have been through and the people I have known." "Why? What benefit do you derive from that?" "Good memories." "But those are false positives. You are glorifying bad memories and ignoring the lessons to be learned in favor of twisting their reality into good memories and happy times." "Correct."

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A Story to Tell

I walked away from the burial ground after we said the mourners prayer and found myself walking into the rented limousine that would take us back to my parents house to begin our week of sitting Shiva. Memories flooded my mind but kept being interrupted by the need to console and others consoling me. I […]

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