From Every Ending Comes A New Beginning.

Everybody Dies; That's A Fact. Sometimes It Blindsides People. Sometimes People Get A Glimpse Of The Big Picture And Decide To Cheat.

But They Can't Know How The Dark Space Inside Me Is Growing. I Lie To Them. I Can't Get Out Of The Dark Hole. 'peace Is Here' It Whispers.

I Wanted To Write About The Third World And Had The Opportunity To Go Live In The Trenches, So To Speak.

When My Grandmother Was Alive, She Used To Tell Me That Every Time God Creates A Soul In Heaven, He Creates Another To Become Its Special Mate. And That Once We're Born, We Begin Our Search For Our Soul Mate, The One Person Who's The Perfect Fit For Our Mind And Body. They Lucky Oens Find Each Other.

So This Is Always The Key: You Have To Write The Book You Love, The Book That's Alive In Your Heart. That's The One You Have To Write.