I have experienced great sadness and loss in my life. In 2002 I had awoke to find that my wife had passed away. It seemed to me as if my life came to an end that day as time came to stop. After a few months I began awaken and artistry began to fill the void that was left within me.I have experienced great sadness and loss in my life. In 2002 I had awoke to find that my wife had passed away. It seemed to me as if my life came to an end that day as time came to stop. After a few months I began awaken and artistry began to fill the void that was left within me. It began to bring me to a new understanding of life as it enveloped my spirit and I became a new person. I hope that my journey into poetry and photography will speak to you on your own... ...Journey Into Renewal

In this short story a lonely elderly widower is visited by his wife who passed away six years earlier. She guides him into the afterlife.Mad-Sci-Soc? It used to be a University club, a crazy one, but then it morphed into something else. Something that was not quite definable and definitely crazy. How do you solve all the problems facing civilisation: cyborgs out of control, super-powered vigilantes hogging the digital channels and keep your girl happy? There may be a parallel universe that did not start in New York, 2123; a universe that does not start with Mad-Sci-Soc and a broken fridge. But that is always the problem with disturbances in the space-time fabric; nothing makes sense except to the time traveller.

Have you wondered what the first glider flight was like? It happened in 875 A.D. and Abbas Ibn Firnas was the one who accomplished the feat.Angela Dawson lives in a tiny apartment on the tenth floor, with white walls, a window full of lies, and a hidden camera in the corner of the ceiling. All the coffee and pancakes in the world couldn't make her choose her current residence over a soggy, cardboard box in the back of a flea-infested alley. Of course, she doesn't have that option. Angie has been raised in the captivity of The Facility for as long as she can remember. Though she is able to manipulate elements, The Facility took measures, after her first failed escape attempt, to prevent the use of her abilities outside of testing: Electro-Cuffs. They are as painful and deterring as the name suggests, and the ever-present threat of electrocution ensures that Angie's power is anything other than her own. Now, almost eighteen years old and with no hope of escape, Angie has surrendered to her life of testing, poking, and prodding within the thirty-floor, underground prison. That is, until a suspicious, young psychologist is hired to crack open her most protected secret; the locations of the five others like herself, to whom she is connected in her dreams. Faced with decisions based on trust, love, deceit, and breakfast foods, Angie's transformation into an adult—and into a human being—is far more extraordinary than she could have ever imagined within the suffocating walls that raised her.