This is the true story of my bus ride home from school one day. The story of a man speaking his truth to the world.

So this is not a work of fiction. It's the true life story of a person I met and the experience I had with her. I'm sharing this so that you can keep this lady in your prayers, as she is struggling. She is a beautiful, amazing soul. But she needs the protection of whatever divinity is out there.

René and Cynthia are going to their usual yoga class. When they go through a town, things get hectic between them to the point where is escalates.

I had a nightmare. It was one of the most terrifying dreams I've ever had. I wrote it down almost as soon as I woke up. I can't describe it in detail here because of spoilers. But it features monsters and analogies and a city.———

This work is in the public domain and anyone can do whatever they want with it.

This is a poem about the worst place on the planet, which takes the form of a grimy bus station

During the last day of the semester, Dan didn't think anything could happen. Another day would just pass by and semestral break would start. But, when a familiar face would enter his life again, his world would suddenly give him a second chance in doing it all once more...