It is often the first instinct of good people,

To cup water in their hands and empty their pockets to feed the hungry.

But kindness is not always sweet,

And all too often you go without.

By wringing your hands dry from charity,

And scouring your voice with advocacy,

It is not uncommon,

That In the end,

With nothing left to wash down the bitterness of being overspent,

Kindness can be a difficul...

“Before we encountered humans, we were homeless,” I told the gathered children. I was The Stoyteller. Before my job was to keep the records of my people, Bhagwan. Now I keep the history of Humanity, Bhagwan, and several other species in our grand Union.

“Where did we come from?” a child asked.

I scratched my chin and smiled, “We came from beyond the Veil of Sedr and passed the farthest of the U...

What do you think about today's world? Do you care about what is happening to the world? Murder, rape, kidnapping,drug overdose;...

Will had been homeless for years, never being able to get a job or a home to call his own when the ice came in winter or when the floor burned in the summer under his scarcely covered feet. Being homeless in a small seaside town was difficult but where was it ever easy to be without a steady home and income? The small town did have its perks at times, being well known to many of the inhabitants he...