You must've clicked on the wrong link or something, because now you're in The Lair. No one has the attention span to maintain a personal website anymore. You youngins are just too cool for that. I am not.

I started building websites in a time before Tumblr, Instagram, and whatever other social media happens to be big at the moment. I do enjoy Tumblr and, to a far lesser extent Facebook, but for me having a centralized website to collect items from my various interests will always be a necessity. Anyway, here's a random slide show.

Step out from behind yourself

You have been living in your own shadow for too long

If no one has ever had the eyes to see that you are beautiful or the mouth to be rendered speechless by how stunning you are, know that now

I want to hear a poem from you

I want to hear a song from you

I want to hear your name announced like dawn's first light on the moon and with every step you take toward this stage I want to know you better

Stop hiding

Day in and day out, you are at least a little trapped

I know this because I am alive just like you

This right here, this is your freedom

Embrace it.

Trembling terrified as you may be there is no need to be afraid

I want to hear the sound of you breaking free

Know that when I go to bed tonight, I will dream of making love to your words and your songs

You make me come...back to these places

I find more spirituality here in a coffee house on a Friday night than a church on a Sunday morning

Your performance is a sermon to me

No matter what you say your song is about when you sing it

Or what your poetry was about when you wrote it

It's about truth.

Know that and you will know God on this stage

If you are shaking, if you are nervous, love that.

That is your butterflies telling you that you are about to do something incredible and you are.

Hold tight to this moment. It will change your life if you let it.

Let go.

Let this experience overtake you like every erotic moment you've never had

You are badass sexy for even signing that open mic list

Don't disrespect your name by bringing anything less than all you are and all you ever want to be

Because I have torn my thesaurus apart looking for words to tell you how unique and incredible you are

You inspire me to be everything I want to be as soon as I want to be it


This is Sunday morning to me. This is Gospel to me.

You are the angel's choir and God's holy light.

Holy shit.

Get up here.

Piece your poems together with pop cans and pipe cleaners and get up here.

Sculpt your songs with love letters your heart wrote when you were a child and get up here.

Come out of your comfort zone and find something you love.

Hidden somewhere deep in your heart is the high heroin can never hold

It's the most gorgeous afterglow I've ever seen and it is yours

And when you carry that off stage with you, dare to turn your head my way.

Just watch.

I'm going to clap you the best love poem I've ever written.