One raging wish have I. To live a single glorious night. Swaddled in Rat Pack company. Blinded by devilish eyes and wily smiles. As black fedoras set like ascending jet planes. Swagger and melodies floating effortlessly. Letting each velvet voice weave through my silk threads. Yes, this lady would be that tramp.

Words of Wonder, Worry and Whimsy. On December 7, 2016. Faces melt beneath their beards. On December 6, 2016. Of the flaws in himself. It will not be molded. It must find its form.

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If we could all see past the illusion then maybe we could start sharing love and shedding light with each other right here and right now. The world would change in a New York minute. I have lived a .

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I Think I Had a Thought. Life is but a Waiting Room. The Silence of a Fallen Soldier. Sun Sets at the Dam. This gallery contains 8 photos. However, our poor lake is not much of a lake anymore.

Good to See You! Saluting India, My Motherland! August 15, 2015. Here is a wonderful poem by Swami Yogananda on our motherland, India. Sharing it on this 69th Independence Day with cheers and joy. Better than Heaven or Arcadia. I love thee, O my India! And thy love I shall give. To every brother nation that lives. God made the Earth;. But with unfound boundless love.