A Hulking Loss

Towering over all but the giant, He fought his way into our hearts, Then the screen told his tales In a different kind of art, Clad in red and yellow But never green He was a hulk not angry or mean The only thing bigger than his personality, Is the whole left in all our hearts.

Mental Journey

I am on a journey of the mind. Contemplating the universe on every scale, and doing a complete introspective exploration. I may never be a literary academic, but I share my humble thoughts in hope that they may inspire others.

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