My Son, Vietnam

5 tips for travel in Vietnam

5 Tips for Travel in Vietnam Vietnam is fast becoming one of southeast Asia’s most popular tourist destinations. Low prices combined with beautiful landscapes, vibrant cities, long stretches of sandy beach, and enough cultural and historic sites to satisfy even the most avid historian all cry out to those travelers on the cusp of each new travel wave. If you are planning to travel in Vietnam, here are five tips to help you navigate this[…]

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What if?

What if?

Inside Insanity What if our universe is merely the mad imaginings of a lunatic’s nightmares? The billions of people chattering away to each other all day long, and all night on the other side of the world – what if we were all just the voices in a madman’s brain? Never silent, shouting away at each other and the universe as if it were only our voice that was important. LISTEN TO ME we scream,[…]

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Basilica Cisterns, Istanbul

Screaming at the Dark

A monologue for Halloween   Look at them all down there – just standing there – all those people, so stupid and oblivious. “HEY! HEY THERE PEOPLE! ARE YOU STUPID? WHY DON’T YOU MOVE?” See? They don’t move. They just stand there staring up at me as if I am about to hand out money or light off fireworks. I’ve tried to tell them, to warn them: “HEY YOU! YOU PEOPLE! MONEY IS THE TOOL[…]

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The Last Wishing Well: Part IV

It was after two when we finally stopped for lunch. We’d left the trail behind long ago and moved across the mountains slope following the remains of the old trail – now completely obscured by the undergrowth. Low tree branches and wild blackberry brambles along the path snagged our clothes and scratched our arms as we fought our way along the almost invisible trail. The occasional piles of moss-covered rocks and notched blaze-patterns in trees[…]

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The Last Wishing Well: Part III

Carla pulled into a small clearing and parked the car. We’d been driving along a rough service road for the last 30 minutes and I was glad of the chance to get out of the lurching, rocking vehicle. Carla spread a map out on the windshield and made a mark, then checked a tiny compass and looked around the clearing. “Do you know where we’re going?” “No – it’s more fun that way,” Carla quipped[…]

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The Last Wishing Well: Part II

I looked at the clock as I rolled over to grab my chirping phone. It said 6:30 in angry, flashing red numbers. “Good morning sunshine,” Carla’s voice purred. That woman was calling me at 6:30 in the morning! It was all I could do to resist the urge to scream.  Instead I replied with a simple “morning.” My voice sounded strange in my head – raspy and slow. “I’m going to go do some field[…]

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The Last Wishing Well: Part I

“They begin in the clouds as tiny glimmers of sunshine among the wisps of vapor that float high above the earth. They fall into our world in the raindrops – suspended in a perfect, liquid sphere and falling so far and so fast. Hurled at the ground with such force, these raindrops shatter with unimaginable violence into a thousand tiny little droplets and set the light free: free to float where it will, free to[…]

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