Friday, December 30, 2011

Revelation: A Sparkly Apocalypse

I see that which I had not known before
The world in sparkling clear reality
A revelation opens the depths of my mind
Now truly I am set free

But freedom of mind is not a blessing
I see all of reality's faults
This revelation is my apocalypse for I am
Cursed with torturous reality 'til my heart halts

Thursday, December 29, 2011


The year comes to a close
And I have often failed
Things started out poorly
And 2011 was derailed

So I looked back
And studied each mistake
Then to become more
My failings now I forsake

Though clearly I am
Such a very flawed man
I put what must be done
In a short simple plan

Every day I will recall
The things I must do
The ways I will be better
And how I will be new

Wednesday, December 28, 2011


Thirteen days
A mere thirteen days have passed
And yet it feels like forever
The loneliness has set in
I hate this being alone

Twenty-four days
An insurmountable twenty-four days left
And it is absolutely forever
To be so alone
Without true friend

Monday, December 26, 2011

Behaving (Periodically)

And so yet again I do the right thing
But this time will it last?
I manage it against my silly whims
But still failed in the past.
Always I've slipped up again
Because the whims persist.
While they are still present
Can I ever desist?

Saturday, December 24, 2011

There is No Tune to My Words

I'd really like to write you a song
But I've never been too good at that
All I can do at the moment is long
I'm quite proficiently missing you
So still I recall the places
Where I showed I really care at
All times with you on my heart
Never forget how that is true

Thursday, December 22, 2011


Sad is not always a bad thing
Some people are called to be sad
I find that I'm rather good at it

Sometimes I have a reason
But other times I do not
Which just makes me even more sad

I go off on my own
When I am sad
Pull away from the world

And when I return
I smile to seem glad
I don't want to bring anyone down

Wednesday, December 21, 2011

The Ring

All that I am, and all that I was,
The man I have come to be;
In your red stone is all this.
You are everything to me.
On your sides you show
A crest, a crusader too.
Keeping my roots by me;
Holding me to memories so true.
A fine ring you are,
And to me you say,
Emitte spiritum tuum.
Thus, I will send my spirit each day.


Streaming into the ears of many
Coming through your drums
Through your bass
Through your guitar
Through your voice
The trio up on their stage
Preaching to the masses
Music can teach one more than girls and drugs
So listen to Neil, Geddy, and Alex
They will be your teachers now

Tuesday, December 20, 2011

My Forever Friends

Friends new
Friends old
Friends older still
All amongst my heart
Seeking a place to stay

Friends new
Gain affection
Earn trust
Make me laugh
Bring such smiles

Friends old
Take tears
Give life
Hold me up
Stand by me

Friends older still
Remember my need
Never give up
Care true
Keep me

All amongst my heart
Find these friends
A rightful place
With my love
They stay always

Seeking a place to stay
A home is found
My heart has room
For all you friends
All so dear

Monday, December 19, 2011


What will it take?
Am I going to have to hit you upside the head with a 2 x 4?

I remember the way that it hurt me.
No, not "it."
I remember the way that you hurt me.
You hurt me.

I remember the way that you hurt me.
I cannot forget.
And yet I dismissed it.
I let it go.

What was it to take?
Perhaps I needed you to use the 2 x 4.
Maybe then I would have realized.
Maybe then I could have done something.

You hurt me.
How could you hurt me?
You said that you cared.
You said you'd always care.

Obviously not though.
Did you ever care for me?
Why was this somehow okay for you?
Why did I think this was okay for me?

I was hurt.
I was hurt by you.
I was hurt by you knowingly.
I was hurt by you knowingly and you made me feel guilty for it.

What is wrong with me?
What is it inside of me that let this happen?
Why didn't I make it stop?
Why couldn't I make it stop?

I can blame you day and night.
I can scream to the heavens.
I can cry to my friends.
I can not excuse myself.

That's what I am.
A failure.
Who let myself be hurt.

Your little failure.
You played with me like a toy.
You had your laughs.
You finished with me.

I am left scarred.
I am left scared.
I am left to figure everything out.
I am left wondering.

You hurt me.
I could not leave.
What was it going to take?
Would a 2 x 4 upside the head have made any difference at all?

A Choice to Make

It appears that I have a choice,
But neither one is sure.
Both roads can lead to regret,
So which regret is more?
Hold steady with your course
Is obvious option one.
I realize however the downsides:
It ain't immediately fun.
Certainly something else could be tried
As an option two.
But then the downside here?
I wouldn't have you.

Sunday, December 18, 2011

So many rights, what is left to be right?

There are two rights
The one for you
The one for me

But there is also the right
For you
Which is right for me

But certainly wrong
The right for you
Which is right for me

But then what if
The right for you
For you
Is wrong

And the right for me
For me
Is right

And the right for you and me
Is terribly off

Saturday, December 17, 2011

My Emancipation

No more am I to be put down by you
Your presence is not enough to control me
I live for myself and I do as I wish to
Saying what I want and you must just let it be
This is my life and you have taken yourself out
So I don't care what of it you will still see
I have recovered and learned what life is about
And finally, without you, I am truly free

Wednesday, December 14, 2011


A is acceptable
B is below your potential
C is crap
D is death

Friday, December 9, 2011

You are no one

You are no one
You are nobody
You are nothing

After all, I have said

No one can make me happy
Nobody cares about me
Nothing will have me smiling

Sunday, December 4, 2011

Simply Happiness

Constantly striven for
The goal of what we do
An end to the means
Once gone from my life
Now returned to me
Pulled me from the dark
A warm hug from a friend
Comforting talk all alone
The people for whom I care

Monday, November 21, 2011

Civil War

Everything is just a struggle
Nothing can go quite right
I haven't found a way to get by
Without always being in a fight
The persons within myself
Are constantly locked in war
Rationality speaks sternly
But a bit is still persuasive more
It has brought me to do
Some less than wise things
Still day after day
I hear as the bell rings
The parts of my soul
Begin their next round
A way to my inner peace
Has yet to be found

Saturday, October 1, 2011


I don't like to lie
But sometimes I must
I find myself lying
When it seems less unjust
I know I must wait
I know that I must be smart
I'm doing what I can
But I don't have the heart
To get through this time

Thursday, September 29, 2011

Powerful Secrets

The things I don't say are the source of my power
The secrets I hold are the key
All those tidbits that you have already known are true
But there is still a bit more to me
Soon I will give up all of my powerful secrets
Becoming fragile and frail
I must because power is a hard thing to carry
Holding it forever would fail

Monday, September 26, 2011

I have not been a perfect gentleman
And I have surely made mistakes
I have been through a hard time
And I have not acted as myself

But what I have been is unimportant
The key is who I shall be
All I want of myself now
Is to truly be me
Having set my sights on this goal
I know what I must say
I must say what I truly mean
That I am very much okay

Wednesday, September 21, 2011

Pokemon Gold

I remember playing Pokemon Gold as a kid
Grand times were had
I caught lots of Pokemon
Beat the Elite Four
Stormed through Kanto
I have so many lovely memories
But eventually the battery died
And all I had was lost
It took me a while
But eventually I put in a new battery
For when you lose all you had
All you can do is start again
The Pokemon I had will never return
And the ones I have now will not stay forever
But I will always reboot and start again
Memories I will hold dearly to my heart
Even if sometimes you're forced to restart

Friday, September 16, 2011

I Never Thought I'd See a Day

When it is better to not see your face
When it is better to not think of you
When you would make me sad
When you would make me hurt
When I would fear a simple walk
When I would fear at dinner
When leaving a room would be so hard
When leaving would be so easy

Thursday, September 15, 2011

A Dreaded Day

I remember what I thought today would be like
But I sit here knowing I was wrong
I'm a little bit afraid to walk outside and face the sunlight
All I know is today will be far too long
I'm not sure what I'm supposed to do with myself
But I pick myself up and carry on
I know it doesn't matter how hard today will be
For I only need to make it to tomorrow's dawn

Tuesday, September 6, 2011

Love does not make you perfect

Love does not make you perfect
You fall and flail about
You say stupid things
You go into fits of great self-doubt
You make a fool of yourself
You fail to earn your trust
You hurt your beloved
You give in to a fit of lust
Love does not make you perfect
And again I must say
Love does not make you perfect
But perfect love makes you try to be anyway

Sunday, September 4, 2011

The Hole

There is a hole that I must fill
And so I've started my work
I use my own two hands
And throw in some dirt
Small progress is made
And I take a break
Until I return to find
A deeper hole than before
Meaning that I must
Work harder and even more
I see this hole is too big
And that I can not fill it
But I've still got to try
I'd rather fall into a small hole
Than be trapped in a giant one

Wednesday, August 31, 2011

The Words You Said One Time

The words that you once said I have disposed of
But they haven't left their place in my mind
I don't have to think idly for long
Before they are all I know
The words you said one time
Hurt as you were
The words you said one time
Hurting me now
All my hope drained
Clinging to
I don't even know what

Tuesday, August 30, 2011

These are the days I have longed for

These are the days I have longed for
The time that I sought to be
This is the place I so desired
The home where I felt free
This is all I really wanted
A state where I was happy
These aren't the days I imagined
They are a whole lot more crappy

Monday, August 29, 2011

The carpet I stood on

The carpet I stood on
Was a very fine rug
Soft and fuzzy
But just a little tug
Has pulled me back
And I'm falling down
It won't be long
'Til I hit the ground
Crashing so hard
Hurting throughout
An immense pain
There's no doubt
And I don't know how
And I don't know when
But I can't wait
'Til I'm better again

Thursday, August 25, 2011

I was once excited

I was once excited when I thought about returning
I dreamed of relieving the days I had before
When it comes down to living in reality though
One must realize that the past is gone
The future will come and it will come quickly
I will go along for the ride
I always shall have my memories of what has been
But I will take for granted their reprise no more
I will be in the same place I have known
On a different day a brand new dawn
And so I've now come to accept something
It may not be the same people standing by my side

Wednesday, August 24, 2011

A Shallow Judgment

To you I am just a nerd
Head built for books
"Chester Arthur" my keyword
But I'll have you know I'm more than that
To you I am just this beard
A silly little thing
A person really quite weird
But I'll have you know I'm more than that
To you I am just sarcastic
A vitriolic beast
With cruelty levels most drastic
But I'll have you know I'm more than that
Take all that someone has
And the person is the sum
Don't assume they're great
Don't assume they're scum
Judge only for who they are
And for who they could become

Tuesday, August 23, 2011

Here I Stand

The ground is not strong
And the world shakes
But here I stand
The rain comes pouring
And thunder roars
But here I stand
The wind whips by
And trees bow
But here I stand
My friends slip away
And I am alone
Only then will I fall

Sunday, August 21, 2011

Excitement for the Time to Come

Only a week
Then I'll be back
Just seven days
'Til I'm on that track
160 hours about
When I shall be gay
For the time has come
McDaniel, here comes Jay

Saturday, August 20, 2011

Frustration With Poetry

I know I won't make my goal
And writing is such a bore
Though I continue to push myself
And endure this month-long chore
Poetry is effective when I mean it
But otherwise so bland
And I still do this exercise
For reasons I can't understand
Just wait until you're inspired
That's what makes sense
Still I find myself writing
So surely I'm incredibly dense
When I mean what I say
Then I'm a good writer
But this worthless push
Makes me to poetry a fighter
We battle with each other
And sometimes I win
But what comes out is like kazoo
Far from a divine violin
Battling for the words
Is meaningless pain
In which the quality is lost
For only quantity's gain

Friday, August 19, 2011


A time to get away
Relax and unwind
No worries in the world
So carefree
Simmering in the sun
Responsibly protected
(by SPF 50)
I'll never go home
I'm not inclined
So I'll be at the beach forever
Enjoying the lovely wind

Saturday, August 13, 2011

Talentless Work

I know the truth deep in my heart
And in the shallow parts too
I haven't got that much talent
Certainly no more than you
I try to make myself as a poet
Though it's a real fight
I still feel like I should try
And I am now with all my might
I am not doing very well
And I probably should quit
But I without poetry
What would I have
I try to pretend I'm more
And that this is good
I still know I'm not great
That I've long understood

Friday, August 12, 2011

Old Friend

I really can't believe it.
There she is just feet away!
We were together quite a bit,
And during our recess we'd play.

She was a good friend,
And I wasn't bad either.
But now we've passed our end.
Who will greet the other? Neither.

Thursday, August 11, 2011

Dreams Can't Compare

Tonight I shall sleep
Pleased with my day
An amazing time
Perfect in every way

Laughs and food
And friendship of course
Together the recipe
For a healing force

Wednesday, August 10, 2011

Rubik's Cube

A Rubik's Cube is easy
You can solve it
With simple formulas
And math behind each turn

Life is more difficult
There's no solution
No systematic approach
And only guesswork to go by

Tuesday, August 9, 2011


Time has tried to help us avoid it
But still too often it is I who end up in the fight
And you who find yourself hurt
So I wish it was only our schedules that were conflicting

Sunday, August 7, 2011

Friends First

Maybe it doesn't matter what I do
Things aren't perfect either way
The key is what happens with me and you
For together, happy I'll stay
We are not defined by one choice
It doesn't matter what I do
Ultimately, I will rejoice
In what happens with me and you

Saturday, August 6, 2011

I Have Failed You, Experience

Did I not learn a single thing from the first time?
How can I be as stupid as I was before?
I should know how to handle things better now
But I'm utterly worthless once more.

Stunned without a plan
No ideas
No chance
To scared to even act
No response

No romance?

My Secret

How can I justify keeping this from you?
Still, I can't defend just saying it.
It's eating at me and I don't know what to do.
Both solutions are quite unfit.

Pick the lesser of these two evils, I understand.
But how will I decide the tamer one?
For now I must choose not to say it, to hide my hand.
But maybe sometime I can sit down to talk with you about this secret.

A creative, lighthearted poem

Write, I must write,
And get it done today.
Something jolly and fun
To make my readers gay.
They deserve a laugh,
Or at least a hearty chuckle.
But what shall I write of,
A honeysuckle belt buckle?
Of course not, that wouldn't work,
How'd I get an idea so stupid?
Perhaps then I should write
A quick limerick about Cupid?
Even worse than before!
Suppose I'll glance around the room.
Look at that white paint,
A door, a tie, a worn down broom.
Nothing here is worth
A whole poem to itself.
Perhaps there's inspiration
Lying just over on the bookshelf?
Struck out yet again there
And now I'm just stuck.
That's always how it goes,
It's just my poor luck.
Guess I'll have to write about nothing
Maybe that will satisfy.
Oh dear, who am I kidding?
I need a topic to get me by.
I suppose I've let down my fans
And shown my lack of skill.
I should've just written a serious poem
About an oral contraceptive pill.

Friday, August 5, 2011

On my Knees, Begging

Down on my knees
Begging for things to change
Can't accept this fate
Give me anything else
Change my life
Just not this please not this
I really hate cleaning these floors

Thursday, August 4, 2011

All I Could Need

I need only three things
Give me comfort
Something to do
And my friends

Give me comfort
That I might be calm
And wait for

Something to do
Somewhere to be
Some place with me

And my friends
Who always give me
All I could need

Wednesday, August 3, 2011

Fond Memories

With nothing to do
I sit back
And think to the days of ol'
I treasure the times
That I've had
With my friends and a nacho bowl
The mornings when
We would sit around
And play on some guitars
And the days spent
Lying in the grass
Talking for hours beneath the stars
The recesses spent
Playing tag or chasing the girls
And how about the time
You talked about
The nipples on squirrels
On second thought
I rescind that
The last bit wasn't very good
But the rest of it
These memories
I'd relive if only I could

Tuesday, August 2, 2011

Death Afar

How do you deal with the loss of a friend?

Can you push away the memories?
Sit alone in a dark corner where you pretend
That they're still alive
And you'll hear from them soon?
Shall you go out and play with others
Under the light of that night's waning moon?


Her life was too short
That damned lunatic took her out
How could a man do such a thing?
She was only sixteen
She had so much left to do
She had just as much a right to life as me and you!

How do you deal with the loss of a friend?


Dedicated to the memory of Margrethe Bøyum Kløven and all killed in Norway on July 22, 2011

Monday, August 1, 2011

Peano Curve

One dimensional
The humble line
Such a bore
Yearning always
It still aspires
To be more

A majestic square
In two dimensions
It must be
So it bends
And it turns
Filled with glee

Other lines look
Their mouths agape
It has changed
Formed anew
Into a shape

Friday, July 29, 2011

The Curse

Every day shall you be taken away
From the time and place you are in
I will carry you to my native land
A place filled with horrible acts of sin
You shall see and feel and think it all
Every last bit of what I have known
It will eat at your heart and tear you up
And still you must face it alone
By the powers that only I so hold
I cast this curse upon you for life
It shall be the contents of memory
That will ever cause you such strife

Saturday, July 2, 2011


Memories of times not so long ago linger
Tethering me to sanity
They pull me out of this rubbish time
Just for a moment
Soon I can be with my beloved friends again
Whom I so desperately desire
Together we will make new memories
In just a short time
For now though I must wait
Old memories by my side

Wednesday, June 22, 2011

It Still Hurts

The memories have faded a little, I admit
And the pain has lessened quite a bit
But it still hurts to recall

In the morning without the sun
I ruined the night's times of fun
By tainting it all

And still my thoughts attack
Unexpectedly taking me back
To that evil deed

I really have made a rebound
But I guess I just haven't found
The forgiveness I need

Saturday, June 4, 2011

Caught Off Guard

What ever happened
To make that okay?
I've been so good
And still you betray.
Was it not clear
How we were to act?
Apparently not
According to fact.
I'm sorry if loyal
Isn't how you work
But it's what I've been
And you seem like a jerk.

Thursday, June 2, 2011


It getting late, and so are you
Time ticks by second by second
My head aches but I still wait
I don't want to miss your return
The minutes have flown
As hours went by
But still I wait

Monday, May 30, 2011

I have for you only words

I have for you only words
No gold or silver or fluttering birds
No angelic chorus to sing your praise
No airplane to write your name amidst the Sun's rays

I have for you only words
But words so sweet

Wednesday, May 25, 2011

Four Blocks

Falling together from the top of the screen
You move to the left and clockwise rotate
Such a beautiful set in that shade of green
Drop, disappear, and fulfill your sad fate

Tuesday, May 24, 2011

His Face

His face
Stares out at me
And I cannot hide
His face
Yours by his side
His face
Like any old crook
His face
No right
Except my hook

Things are alright

Hide in the darkness
When you go away
No need for acting
No need for play
Nothing must be said
Nor a single thing done
I needn't laugh
So you can have fun
I'm here all alone
Without a worry at all
Doing quite alright
Not waiting for a call
I feel fine
There's nothing I need
Things are alright
Perfect, indeed

Monday, May 23, 2011

Pertaining to you

I don't want anyone to talk to
but you
Why would I go to someone else
when I've got you
There's nothing to discuss
unless with you
I'll whine and I'll complain
only to you
That's all there needs to be
me and you

Tuesday, May 17, 2011

No Inspiration

I've got no inspiration to write
On this damned boring day
I haven't had a thought of poetry
Even once as I moped about
I ate my tomato soup
With chunks of bread thrown in
But not a line nor a rhyme
Came to my mind
I watched the television
And stared at its pictures
Yet still not a profound word
Could I share
There's no inspiration for a poem
I just couldn't write one today
I'm sorry if I've disappointed you
Maybe tomorrow

Sunday, May 1, 2011

Then I Saw a Whispering Willow

Then I saw a whispering willow
Who then said to me
"Follow your heart always, son,
It'll set you free"

So I followed my heart
To the highest of highs,
Finding myself above
The bluest of skies

Meegl mork mope mau
He said, mickey mu
I don't know the language
But he meant "I love you"

Then I saw a whispering willow
Far down below me
"Follow your heart always, son,
It'll set you free."

Saturday, April 30, 2011

Best Friends

I feel grown up
Through you
It is by that
What we do

I have fun now
In what you say
I'm glad to see you
Day after day

I'm influenced here
Through you
It is by our growth
That I am new

I don't know myself
As you say
But you know me
And that's okay

I trust so quickly
Through you
It is by you there
That I'm true

I am relaxed
In all we say
And we still bond
In horseplay

A best friend is a very precious treasure
One that you hold in your heart forever

Wednesday, April 27, 2011


Molybdenum, Molybdenum,
What do you do
Sitting on the table,
Number 42?

Do you use your strength
To punch a jerk
Or keep me awake
Through a day of work?

Do you fuse together
Pieces of metal
Or bring out the color
Of a rose petal?

Is it perhaps how I eat
And the way that I chew
Or the way that I concentrate
As I learn about you?

No, it's none of this at all,
Molybdenum, forgive me.
The things you do are
Still wonderful, as I see.

You work with some enzymes
To let me safely pee
And keep my teeth strong
For my smile bright to be.

How can I thank you
Molybdenum, my friend?
It seems you're with me
From beginning to the end.

I appreciate all that you do
And all your great effort,
Molybdenum, so superior
To those six gases inert.

Thursday, April 14, 2011



I hurt.

You hurt.

It's my fault.

How can I get over the guilt?

Nevermind that though, it doesn't matter.

How can I ever get you to forgive me, Dearest?

Be my friend.

The End of an Era

And so it closes
Comes to an end
As I desperately hope
I'm still a friend
I can't help but wonder
Where I went wrong
It all seemed right
Though I hadn't thought long
I really truly must
Apologize to you
But I know it
Would never seem true
I hate that it closes
Comes to an end
Please I need you
Comfort me, friend.

Thursday, March 3, 2011


The water falls
On my head
One little bit
Another drip now
The same place
Each damned time
End it
I can't take it!
No more!





Monday, February 21, 2011

On Presidents' Day

I wake up in the morning
Happy for the celebration
On this holiday for those who
Have been leader to our nation

I shower and brush my teeth
With admiration in my heart
On this holiday for those who
Kept the job from ripping them apart

I put on my reserved shirt
With Chester Arthur on my chest
On this holiday for those who
In office the world did test

Yet my family is at the beach
Without respect to this day
Just one off from school and work to them

Who has said a word to celebrate
Without the advertisement of sale
For a presidentially worthy mattress or computer

Washington must be displeased
Adams and the others too
Right celebration of Presidents' Day
Has completely fallen through

Thursday, February 10, 2011

Some things are worth fighting for

Some things are worth fighting for
But I don't know how
I haven't the tactics
I haven't the skills
I haven't the way

I have the strength to fight
But with no means
What can I do
But take that fiery punch

Saturday, January 15, 2011

Another Poem

So I have written a poem
And played by my own rules.
Using my favored art form
And all it offers and fuels

To make me more a man.
Poetry itself has helped build me.
Through works good and bad,
I have been formed greatly.

In fact, I may forsake
My old "uncreative" Jay.
Such a thing
Could never help me say

That I am I
And nothing more than this.
For poetry is in me,
Not to be dismissed.

So I have written a poem,
My verse has made me free.
It's helped bring me to my best.
Most surely.

Wednesday, January 12, 2011

My Greatest Regret

I let down my guard
Then had to let her go
One hasty choice
Then a second harder blow
I learn from mistake
So there's so much to learn
And what I've lost
I wholly plan to re-earn
I failed myself
But will forgive, not forget
Someday I'll be past
That, my greatest regret

Tuesday, January 11, 2011

Lovely Lady

You are quite beautiful, darling,
And very pleasing to the eye.
Your appearance is very alluring;
Prettier than the vast blue sky.

You have pulchritude to spare
And possess stunning looks, my dear.
Looked upon, you are seen to be fair,
And sight of you brings me cheer.

Pleasant in your form you are truly
And gorgeous as you go through your days.
Always passing fine, fetching, and foxy,
You, stunning girl, still always amaze.

Saturday, January 8, 2011


Don't need to be spread
Like butter on biscuits
Which are good with gravy
That I pour on a sore head
To help ease the pain
Caused by tragic loss
Of delicious beef briskets
Made my my old grandpa
Whose name was Albert
And he had played jayvee
Football in high school
When he heard about that slut


She was really a lovely gal
Never more to a guy than a pal
The reputation only came
From a girl by the name
Janet who hated the "whore"
Only because the girl had more
Words in her vocabulary
Including the word "wherry"
And so Janet started the word
Which my grandpa one day heard
And so he went to meet this "Gwen"


He went to her house and knocked on the door
She opened up to find this man she'd never knew
Who pushed her down onto her cold hardwood floor
And whispered into her ear exactly what he'd do
Which made the virgin cry out "Oh please no!"


That's the story of why I exist at all
My mother was born out of a rumor
Daughter of a lovely young doll
And a douche who died of a tumor

Petty jealousy had caused the rape
Due to words with great potence
But from rumor there is no escape
Every last one is a life sentence

Thursday, January 6, 2011


I am the mediator of the great salty seas
As they join the fresh waters of the land
The two so unlike then fuse together in me
And form something new different and grand

Without my mighty and powerful existence
Salt and fresh water would seem so apart
But within my water and inside my shores
Seek and you will find the greatest heart