The Empty Box

  What?! Christmas morning?! Ryan raced to the tree. Mom and dad had left the tree lights on. “Mom and dad!”  Ryan yelled from the living room. He wasn’t going to start without them. Mom and dad appeared in the hallway. “We’re up. Go ahead, Ryan.” Well, it didn’t take long for Ryan to rip…

Make a Spectrograph of Yourself

Another in the Quantum Theology and the Dispensation of Synchronicity Series _____________________________________________________________________________________ As your bright and tiny spark Lights the traveler in the dark, Though I know not what you are, Twinkle, twinkle, little star. From the English Lullaby Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star There are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio, Than are dreamt of…