A poem on a broken heart. Shes chained to a bed by a broken heart. They ask her where it hurts,. They pump her full of poison. Injections, pills and potions. With lines straight to her brain. The drugs work quick and swiftly. And the fog comes rolling in. Since she was just a girl. When she was chasing shadows. Of nothings in this world.

Conversations about Jesus and community. Perhaps you can identify with Rock Queen, Baptist-turned-Buddhist Tina Turner who sang.

My journey beyond religion into freedom, life and Jesus. Much of my christianity was spend doing stuff for God, especially doing things to try and build my relationship with him. I would exert every effort to try and get closer to God. Eventually I had to be honest with myself because no spiritual discipline really gave me what I wanted, a deeper relationship with him.

The fact is we can make them ourselves, personalize them however we want and get as creative as we want. I personally get really excited by fine paper. Nothing excites me more than going to The paper place.