Writing has been my capsule to recover excellence, a platform to recreate, and an art to share. It is merely one of an endless succession of great arts in the perennial wheel of creation. And, I am here to lay it out as best as I could or maybe just fuck up. Whichever's a greater thing to do.

Now, awakened from my 3-year slumber of procrastinating. I think its time to answer the call of literary work and beauty.