The Tao of Jake.

Rushing past, pass the days With the flip of a coin each morning The sky stays dreary and gray, What seems like an ominous warning ...

2011 2010

Brick, mortar and shadows on the walls, Billows of smoke flowing thru the halls Dancing dragon tongues whip at iron beams, And in th...

I sit. My heart racing, my mind pacing Back and forth, …I sit, early morning Repeating thoughts, speeding thoughts Defeating the...

Here’s a cheers to the past with a chipped and broken glass Hold it gently for it is weathered and it’s cracked With all of the yeste...