This is about a horrific hospital / medical experience that took place many years ago. This piece is personal to me, as it remembers and records a very painful time in my life. This title contains images (my own and those I found in the public domain where I added color and made other edits) and has 4️⃣,8️⃣8️⃣4️⃣ words. PLEASE SCROLL DOWN. I'VE GOT LOTS OF LINKS BELOW❗❗❗
These are journal entries from 1994.This piece has 4️⃣,5️⃣9️⃣5️⃣ words.
This is a combination piece and includes these previously self-published titles:Chapter 01: “My Arrival to New York City”Chapter 02: “My First Night in New York City”Chapter 03: “My Early Days in New York City”Chapter 04: “My Early Years in New York City”Chapter 05: “My Adjustment to Life in New York”This document is 51 typed pages in Microsoft Word and has 10,828 words.
This super short piece contains just 2,608 words.
This is a combination piece that contains 5,513 words.
This super short piece contains 2,492 words.
This super-short title describes what life was like for me during those very early days inside New York City.(Word Count: 2,865)
This is not a book about best practices. It is not a manual for clean architecture or a treatise on organizational efficiency. There are enough of those. This is a book about patterns you can feel but not always name. About the loops that shape systems, and the systems that shape us. About how structure emerges, reflects, collapses, and — sometimes — regenerates. You don’t need to be an engineer to know what it’s like to live inside a system that can’t see itself. Or to feel the edge of a process that once made sense but no longer fits. You don’t need to be a leader to notice when a decision wasn’t really a decision, but a reflex encoded years ago.
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War is not a tragedy—it’s a business.In Nigeria, in West Africa, and beyond, blood fuels power, terror is manufactured, and truth is buried under propaganda. The West African Nightmare rips open the hidden world of warlords, corrupt politicians, foreign puppeteers, and the forgotten victims trapped in a war designed to never end.Told through the eyes of child soldiers, spies, mercenaries, and those who profit from the chaos, this dark, unapologetic satire exposes the brutal reality behind Boko Haram and Nigeria’s insecurity crisis. What if the war isn’t meant to be won? What if peace is the real enemy?This book is intense, raw, and dangerously real. It will challenge what you think you know and make you question who truly benefits when a country burns. Because in this war, there are no heroes—only those who survive.
"The impossible is that which you can neither see, nor hear, nor feel, nor fear."
Kirkland looks back at how nuclear submarines evolved, along with the men and women who designed, built, and maintained them. Discover the transformative power of Jesus Christ and learn how a gritty reality and richly portrayed characters defined an iconic New England company.
A book of Waka, mostly Haiku and Senryu, of which many are colorfully illustrated. This work endeavors to display the spirit of these varied forms in the English language. I do this recognizing that the exact reproduction of Japanese or another culture's short form poetry is impossible, as the linguistic differences cannot be overcome.