The Prosochē of a servant

A collection of songs, poems, essays, letters, lessons, warnings, speculations, and all around deep and hopeful ponderances. This is merely the prosoche of a lowly servant, and a young one at that. I may be wrong, as I am not a prophet, simply a servant. I am what I am, at times that is a foolish man-the Chief of Fools. This is merely the written mindfulness of an optimistic thinker, and a dark one at that. May this serve collectively as my introduction, an artistic expression in content and prose, and a widening of perspective towards the complex things we are always encountering.