Inspired by the mountains of my youth
Time will wash us away
A year will seem like a day
Like dreams, we dance with shadows
With the ghost of God we play
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I consider myself to be a well read and well traveled individual and these two things have granted me a unique perspective on the world in general. My mind is always in motion and I find myself constantly intrigued by the schematics of the universe. I enjoy a good beer and philosophic banter. I like the comfort of my own surroundings and feel at ease in a summer wind.
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This is an outlet for all the writing that I do- whether academic, fictional and non-fictional, poetic, and insane. Please peruse and post comments. Peace. Based on copyright, none of the following written work may be reproduced without the consent of the author.
Thank you for visiting,
Chris
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