Friends
We All Serve Something
Captive. Submit. Serve.
These three words don’t exactly sound fun. Upon first glance perhaps even the word “slave” comes to mind or perhaps “servant.”
Some of us, myself included would say “Me a captive? Submit? I could go along with “serve” but these others you won’t find me doing; I’m a captive to no one!”
Funny thing is [...]
Trust me. I don’t trust God. Now I do.
It would seem that somehow Doc Brown got a hold of my brain and installed a “Mr. Fusion” and the ability to not only go back in time, but forward into time. I have to tell you that being able to fly, or hey just give me the souped up DeLorean would be fantastic. [...]


