VISTAS: An awareness of a range of time, events, or subjects. A broad Mental View.
October 6

"Sometimes when we are generous in small, barely detectable ways it can change someone else's life forever."
- Margaret Cho -


"Whatever you can do or dream you can, begin it. Boldness has genius, power, and magic in it."
- Johann Wolfgang von Goethe -

2006

I'm glad work is done for the week, and now I am on vacation, I wonder how long it will take me to get bored at sitting in my room alone.

2005

"The capacity for hope is the most significant fact of life. It provides human beings with a sense of destination and the energy to get started."
– Norman Cousins -

2004

when you lay your sweet head upon the pillow, and your eyes slowly close and in that moment before sleep over takes your conscious thought do I ever come to visit your mind, do I ever hold your hand and touch your face, do my tears fall

2003

do you every think of me the way I think of you, do you still harbor feelings in your heart, in that spot that was mine, or has it been replaced filled.. gone, if I could find the same type of love we shared, if I could find a love greater than that, if I could find the same spirit from another, I would, but I find It is not there, may never be there and that is what brings me my greatest sadness.

Sometimes I wonder if I should have fought harder, if I should of held tighter, should have asked for more. I question where I failed and why when everything was so beautiful between us, that it is no longer, how can I shake the wonder you brought to my life, I question was it lies, was I the toy the pawn and the tool?

2002

when there is no longer anything to believe in
and there is no place to turn but inside
when one is a slave to the isolation
and the butt of the joke
when nothing is left but the tears
and the pain of all the yesterdays

2001

Talking much about oneself can also be a means to conceal oneself.
- Friedrich Nietzsche -

2000

A soft answer turneth away wrath.
- Proverbs 15:1 -

1999

when yesterday catches up with today, will it be of sweet remembrance or regrets of unknown answers, dreams failed or fulfilled, life seems to drift by with no course or direction, just moments in space each running one unto the other, where did yesterday go and when did today begin? Will tomorrow slip in just as quietly?

1998

A lone whistle blows
brought to thine ear on a distant wind
calling your name
longing wars within thyself

Duty or desire
which choice doth thou make
wanting to flee
but knowing if doth does it shall be in vain

the sound fades
carried away
thee doth not know what thee has sacrificed
and thou shall always wonder

1997

The years teach much which the days never knew.
- Ralph Waldo Emerson -