Writer Leonard Rich

     It has been too long since John Dooly took a vacation away from his home and work. He decided to visit relatives in Colorado. There was his brother, uncle and their families. John’s older brother Burt allowed John to stay with them during his family vacation. John had a son and ex-wife, but they were not on this trip. Even being divorced, he did maintain good relations with his ex and son. This vacation, John wanted to visit family he doesn’t see daily, so here he is having fun being among those so far away.      This was the next to the last day of his vacation, so his uncle, David decided it would be fun to visit an old historic house known to be haunted. John was not sure about this but wanted to see if there were any ghosts or simply enjoy seeing a historic place and learn its history.      John and the small group of the family walked up to the tour guide, she told them how many people felt different things in the home and not ...

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The pain from within, cry out to the sky, The anger I seek, it is all a lie I can’t understand why, light up the bong, The power of my might, where can I go wrong, The rage climbs my mind, what is wrong with me, I can’t survive, I must run, flee, Demon smiles block my way, No matter what, the whisper of obey, I must fight, win my battle, Here I sit lashing of teeth, being herded like cattle, My body burns, this is not hell, Just torment of my soul, till the ring of the bell, I need to sleep, tears flow my swollen eyes, I cry out to the sky, it’s the roll of the dice, Hate, chaos, rage and more, please silence the beast, I reach out, help, for my soul they feast, Find my way back, the path is gone, six feet under the sod, Hear my sounds of silence, they say oh God.

                A person must be careful when they tread in the darkness. A person’s wings of power could turn into the wings of shadows. The temptation to look through the looking glass of stone might show you an illusion of reality. For what is real? What is reality? Life itself will only show a person a tease of what the future holds.                 Beware of the pathways we take, for no one truly knows where the path will take you. Humanity is the artist if life and death. With just a twist of its hand beauty beyond beauty. The mighty grip of the other hand destroys all that you will ever love. We are all life and death rolled up in one.                 No matter who you are, the end of the path will show us all how everything will end or begin again. The ...