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10/08/2001 (written after the terrorist attack of 911) The skies are screaming In a thunderous rage For every thud  My heart aches For the maimed without The wheelchair For every flash on the

Great minds want to know why I chose to doordash at this moment in my life? After sacrificing my pride for the love of my kids and wife in the last 10 years as a miserable stay-at-home dad, I thought

Fractured mosaicstare at last to lament for nothing more,love commands us to harness the odor of guiltNourishing spears of destiny dismantles any illusions of  The beloved everything is chaosTurmoil

The endless chaos of trance state of dance by the Hawaiian Shamanka and her counterpart the Kung Fu Tai Chi dancing maniac with the endurance of a neverending battery welcoming the new throngs of

Here I am on October 14, 2021 ever so desperately trying to regain any remaining dignity to my utterly pathetic life full of a serious of self inflicted fuck ups spanning more than 3 decades. The

Dear Ameer Gibran KhanIt has been 6,683 days since Allah blessed us with this gift (you). You were our first baby and will always hold a very special place in our hearts.  Now I am going to do my