My Imaginary Friend A long time ago I had an imaginary friend. And because I was an extremely creative six year old, I called him Mister. My mother, who had a better grasp on reality then, never thought this was strange. I had the advantage to be...

Death Really is the ultimate frontier, the one very few of us come back from, the one we all choose one way or another. It is also the ultimately negating frontier, once you are dead, no wrong done to you can be negated, no recourse is given, once you...

Self Evidence Last night it all sort of came together. There is an inevitability in the cosmos that we all know is there. It is so obvious that given time certain things are going to happen and we can accept it now and move on, or waste time, lives,...