My Brazllian Love Affair

In a smokey jazz cafe in Rio
we sat in blowing smoke rings and sipping
margaritas while the bossa nova gently
soothed the souls of those who had come in
for a late night refuge from the steamy heat.

As the music played the locals took to the
dance floor their bodies swaying sensually
to the rhythm. The air was thick with the
scent of rum, tobacco and the perfumed sweat
of the beautiful women whose skin glistened
softly under the moonlight...their brightly
colored dresses and flowers in their hair
gave them the appearance of spirits over the
sea...like angels welcoming one to the gates
of Heaven.

It was a time to remember forever as my
Brazillian love affair.

Short Stories No. 1

So I was chatting with one of my other personalities the other night when my third self breaks in and starts an argument...soon the entire mind was in an uproar of civil unrest...needless to say....the party broke up...

Words of Love and Prose: The Cat

Cats are magnificent animals. I truly love them more than any other species on this Earth, homo sapiens included. Cats can express love but they chose who they give it to. They are brilliant, beautiful, mysterious, graceful and majestic. Cats don't need anyone. They know they're the superior species.

“A warm spring breeze, a sunbeam shining through a window and the delicate sounds of Nature are all fine, but the presence of the cat completes the setting and creates artistic inspiration.”

"The sophisticated elegance of the cat is not to be underestimated, for in its presence the world becomes the finest art.”

"To a cat, a sunbeam is like a pet from the very hand of God."