I found this in a notebook I wrote in when I was 16 or 17 Â It doesn’t matter what you do or accomplish in life. It does not matter who you are or even if anyone knows you. If you are spiritually happy, if you learn from your experiences and use your knowledge to ensure …
Yes this simple little tidbit is another page out of my little notebook from when I was 16-17. Every human deserves respect. The poorest, sikest, ugliest and dirtiest people deserve respect. No person, no matter what their ailment be, has at least one respectable part of their being and that, in itself, demands and deserves …
I found this a notebook I wrote in when I was about 16 or 17 I was in my favorite coffeehouse talking to a nice couple the girl started complaining about whenever she is with her boyfriend that she is always wrong and he is always right. He said that she isn’t always wrong. She …
I found this in a little notebook I wrote in when I was about 16 or 17. The city has many roads leading to it. Like the city, Happiness has many ways of attainment. One way is acceptance. By accepting all, we find ourselves very comfortable with the world as a result we find ourselves …
This is a list I wrote when I was about twelve. Pretty funny with a few profound items. I have left it as is for integrity’s sake. Enjoy, Other Things:Try to be more patient every day.Don’t act how you think people want you to act. Act like yourself and you will be liked for being …
I found this among some old papers. I wrote this when I was fifteen at Walt Disney World. Still it is a good thought. I was standing near a pool at the marriot hotel in orlando. I was watching kids jump from the ledge through the mini-waterfalls around the pool. I associated that with challenges. …
Yep, big topic for a fourteen year old, at least when I was. It is amazing how resolute I was about certain concepts and how things always seemed to work out. I don’t think I finished writing this one. Maybe someday I’ll go back and expand on it. Enjoy, Â Existence and the Existence of …
This is the story that got me to write more about the canal. Sadly, I did not write enough about the canal. Today it is covered over by a park and unseen and probably unknown about by many. The bulk of adventures at the canal happened from when I was 12 to about 16 years …
Nothing special here, posted simply because of it is part of the collection. Read quickly, Is life really that important that we have to rush throught it and not stop to smell the exhaust. Speaking of which, there is too much exhaust in this world. Will the next world be a happy place where there …
What follows is the introduction to a series of short stories I started writing in high school many years ago. I recently came across these and felt they were good enough to post. They are unedited and come exactly how I found them or rather how I left them when I wrote them all those …