Ten years ago, every day, I'd have to fight a dragon. The dragon would snap at the slightest notion, would swipe its claws at me without reason, and would mercilessly attack my very being. My only shield was,

"I'm sorry."

"I'm sorry,"

"I'm sorry!"

And although your hunger was sated for the time, it was never enough.

Ten years ago, I never knew the joys of parenthood.

Ten years ago, I never knew the indescribable, innumerable love I felt for my girl.

So, while ten years ago, I forgive

Now, I fight you with my claws.

Nothing is everything

The notion of nothing is, in itself, something.

Before the universe exploded into what it was,

it was technically nothing.

But it was everything too.

It was the quarks and hadrons to create electrons

It was the electrons, protons, neutrons to create hydrogen

It was the hydrogen to create the stars

It was the stars to create the elements

It was the elements to create us

Everything hanging on our hands,

Something churning in our minds,

Nothing is everything