Each of us, A cell of awareness. Imperfect and incomplete. Genetic blends, With uncertain ends. On a fortune hunt that’s far too...

Four in the morning, I’m tapped up and yawning, longing my life away I never worry, why should I, oh yeah. It’s all gonna...

If you suffer from severe depression, chances are you’ve contemplated suicide. If you’re fortunate, that is all you did — contemplate. Myself, I...