“There is an Indigenous American proverb that claims that the one who tells the story rules the world. Possibly making a belief an oxymoron.“ Charles, Lower Topia
To the ones I love, loved, like, and to those who were my mentors, and students. To whom and to who and to you. Realizing that 78 years is only 78 summers, 78 new suns of adventures and experiences to remember or to forget. It has always been your choice.
History is Personal
| His mother fought for his name. Charles never really cared for it. Charley hated it. Charley grew up in a dysfunctional family. Charles married into one. Later, Charles was blessed with his own dysfunctional family. Which left Charley as a memory. | ![]() |

It’s not the person in our memory that determines how much they are remembered, but rather it is by those that remember.
Charlie, I still remember you, the kid that stood by the door, but now you are all grown and don’t stand there any more.
If I try to go back, and change the way I felt about my life as you. I would probably leave you alone. Because the thing I would now have inside of me, that was inside of you, is now full of life, my life, that I know today.
I know now that I am worth so much more now then what I believed and was told yesterday. I know you have tried to be the best, the best of the rest, but truth be told it wasn’t to happen, the way you know...
A Safe Place
Chaos, with a little imagination, having a certain order and purpose…climbing through the openings between themselves to share the sunlight…with sinews of stems weaving into each other. Peaceful, quiet, and safe.
Dream…Cleanse

Imagine, for a moment, your real world interacts with your dreams; which would you choose?
Passion is a Matter of the Heart
…we are not discussing one’s love for greasy foods or choice of song genera. This is a matter of the heart, intangible expression of affection and societal commitment. …with that cleared up, …love is a daydream with undefined limitations and with no common rules
What type of love are we?

She was no different than any young girl that steals the heart of a boy. He was new to love. She was kind, but loved to tease. It transcended beyond time boundaries; decades left it unresolved.








