Jesus Wears Dockers, The Gospel Conspiracy story is an extraordinary feat of creative expression that ferrets out the correct interpretation of the sayings of Jesus and solves the mystery of Christ's gospel of salvation. Ironic, humorous, and delightfully revealing.

Letters to Padre Pio is a personal record of an epistolary journey in the spiritual company of the Ascended Master Saint Padre Pio. It is a continuation of the author's relationship with Saint Padre Pio which became the basis of his novel Healing with Padre Pio.

Monday, March 19, 2012. I had my first dream last night that indicates I am reliving my same life over again in a parallel world. In my dream, a woman that I know said to me, "There are two of you." I am astounded by her comment, because I seem to know that there are two of me in my dream also; that is, I have the knowledge that I have lived my same life before, and I say to her, just to make certain that she is sure of what she said: "Are there two of anybody else?' And she replies, "No; I only see two of you."

The saddest people in the world are those that have been brought as far as life can take them in the evolution of their individuality, because the longing in their soul for wholeness and singleness of self cannot be satisfied by life and one does not know what to do to fill the hollow in their soul and be the person they are destined to be, like my high school hero Ernest Hemingway. No matter how much life he experienced, he never seemed to get enough of it; like marlin fishing in the Gulf Stream, which so tested his manhood that he had to prove himself over, and over, and over again, and in the process winning trophies and adulation that fed his massive ego which in turn demanded more attention, a never-ending cycle that drove the great author to despair and suicide.

I was going on twenty-four and living in Annecy, France when it happened: a soul moment so charged with energy that it changed the dynamic of my life...

The "I" is the big mystery of life. The "I" is a miraculous unit of reflective self-consciousness that is aware of its own individuality and separateness from life; and although every "I" is made of the same individuated consciousness of life, each "I," in the words of the poet John Keats, possesses "a bliss peculiar to each one by individual existence." The "I" is who we are. It is our distinct individual core identity. Like snowflakes, we are all different but the same; but how do we become different? Better still, how do we even become a distinct, separate "I"?

A long time ago, no one knows quite when, a young man with an adventurous spirit but very innocent to the ways of the world was seduced by Old Whore Life. She became pregnant and gave birth to a male child, whom she named Murphy. Born of innocence and deception, Murphy was not a normal child. Cursed with his mother's insatiable desire to deceive the world and blessed with his father's guileless nature, Old Whore Life weaned her favorite child for his destined purpose to test the spirit of man with what over time came to be known as "Murphy's Law," and so it came to pass that regardless of what we do in life if anything can go wrong, it will...