When I was a young boy, I had an imaginary friend. In fact, I had many imaginary companions. These make-believe friends of mine were...

The world of late has gone astray. Up is down, left is right, good is now railed as evil, and evil hailed as good—and quite frankly, I’ve become rather exhausted trying to make sense of it all. What was once a wide open bay upon which the soul could sail freely has since become an expanse settled with fog - paddle still in hand, but a crippling fear keeping one from veering off too far this way or that. Make no mistake, “I am speaking in human terms, because of [my] natural l