"I neither ask the way, nor the means, nor the purpose of our entwined path. I only hope in present company, Time is but a theory, that of which we think very little."

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  • In Summary- A Poem for ER/EMS

    Feb 13, 2020

    In Summary

    Glaring lights.

    Flashing Reds, blues, and whites.

    The days unfold, unkind, coarse and terse.

    “the patient in five needs morphine, dilaudid, and worse.”

    “the patient in eight wants their best friend, their priest, and their mime.”

    “the patient in two has more questions, c...

  • Life Lesson on Time for my son

    Feb 05, 2020

    Real conversation in the Jeep while taking Creed to basketball practice this evening:


    Creed: Dad when I’m in the NBA will I make a million dollars? If I make a lot of money, I can take care of you and mom.


    Me: Hah. Maybe.


    Creed: Dad? What’s the most expensive car in the world?


  • Why I wrote the book, and created the world of Mürindür...

    Jan 22, 2020

    As the story of Hippocrates and The Hobgoblin continues to grow, and now with the recent release of the audiobook, more people have reached out to me about my inspiration..."Why did you write it?".

       It's difficult to delve into, but it reflects a poignant moment for me. I was working late in my...

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