Bailey once said:        “Poets are all who love,

                                                who feel great truths

                                                            and tell them”

Since the beginning of the world, the human verve continually outpours a panacea of thoughts, ideas, philosophies, wisdoms, imaginations, contemplations and deliberations, some under the shining light and some through dark glasses, some naively optimistic and some deadly fatalistic, some strongly objective while others teasingly subjective.

Since the beginning of times, humans sought to articulate their verbal expressions of their multi-level soulish proclivity in written forms, so they coined alphabets to immortalize their thoughts and artistry, inventions and discoveries.  Thus, with the written word, building on the knowledge became the quantum leap stepping-stone towards the progress and achievements in all fields, of which we are benefiting today.

My personal expressed words and sketches are the dancing sons and daughters of my mind, the contraption of my imagination, the extension of my being, the vision of a better world, the pragmatic and practical pilgrimage of my life, as well as my unwavering appreciation for love and peace.

The Almighty has endowed us all with a capacious and free mind, and He equipped it with filters, nourished it with wisdom, and perfected it with perception.  We all have access to our extra sensory perception, as we are all psychics in our own right, but we are lazy and prefer to stamp our mind with “Limited & Confused”.  The very few of this world decided to delve into the deepest cells of their hearts and brains, unleashing those literary and artistic beauties and assets.

Many of this world’s greatest writers and poets are and were not educated. So, education does not necessarily produce a poet or a writer.  What produces a masterpiece, a painting, a sculpture, etc., is our emotions, perceptions and visions, which serve as triangular mirrors; on one side of the triangle is our five senses, and on the other two sides, the heart and the mind. The five senses are the relay between the mind and the heart, and if we just dare to unleash those senses, the heart will feel and the mind will see and hear and give treasures without measures.

Since perfection is attained not given, I strive to attain that literary perfection to give the best without reservation or imposition.  Once a writer or a poet or an artist produces, his product is no longer his but the privileged property of the public.

It takes time and perseverance to acquire a taste for the matters of the heart and the follies of the mind.  The mind weaves what the heart threads, as the spirit roars when the soul soars.

If my poetry and articles can generate a smile out of the guiles of this world, or tempt your heart to dare to fall in love or to be happy, I believe I got my reward, and I will feel ever gratefully gratified and honored. 

Join me today to give love one hundred percent, and to give peace a lasting chance, and to honor your fellowman, and finally to faithfully and sincerely serve your One and Only God, the Creator and Giver of Life.