Babur
We named him Babur; the sweet Marmalade cat we kept, because he carried in his stripes a tiger spirit, brave and bold (his less-striped lion-brother we called Simba). “Babur, that […]
We named him Babur; the sweet Marmalade cat we kept, because he carried in his stripes a tiger spirit, brave and bold (his less-striped lion-brother we called Simba). “Babur, that […]
Running in the slow lane
The view from here ... Or here!
“Life is like riding a bicycle. To keep your balance, you must keep moving.” — Albert Einstein
chronicling my quarter life crisis
Now we see through a glass, darkly
Poems and psychosis.
rejuvenatement - not retirement
words and scribble.
The Quantumverse
Poetry, Photography, haiku,