I went in search of myself

This is a collection of poetry written for the end of days. Both in the practical sense of writing at the end of the day, in contemplating particular events or circumstances, and in the apocalyptic sense. In these writings I sought to examine my own thoughts about life, death, time, eternity and the divine, as well as the past, culture and its survival and decay, even thought itself. To write on such far ranging topics may seem incongruent, yet it seems to me that these ideas are always bubbling