“Air differs in essence in accordance with its rarity or density. When it is thinned it becomes fire, while when it is condensed it becomes wind, then cloud, when still more condensed it becomes water, then earth, then stones. Everything else comes from these.”
Anaximenes
Selected Music
Music is a passion. Music is my voice.
Selected Speeches
Lafayette College Aviation Club
As private pilot with a passion for aviation, I find that flight is a truly multidisciplinary phenomenon that makes STEM fields tangible for all. To share this passion with others, I founded the Lafayette College Aviation Club with a fellow classmate and pilot, Greg Flynn. By partnering with the Central Jersey Aviation Education Science Club, we have participated a mentoring program that uses science projects to get students interested in STEM.
A Selected Project: Flight Simulator
Since flight is by no means an inexpensive endeavor, myself and the members of our board worked together to design and build a flight simulator so that all students could get access to the magical experience that is flight.
DESIGN
IMPLEMENT
BUILD
Selected Photographs
A Selected Short Story: I Don't Want to Go to Heaven
While studying at the University of St. Louis in Madrid, I took a philosophy course entitled "Philosophy and the Meaning of Life." Through all of these readings dealing with very heavy metaphysical topics, I wondered to myself if there might be a comedic situation wherein a person might be angry if they made it to heaven. Please click on the .pdf to read this short and ironic story.
Selected Poems
Who Are You?
If my chest were open,
what would you do?
Would you do what some have done and
use brute force with your hands,
leaving a red trail of adventure
to chant your triumph?
Or would you be a surgeon,
placating time with patience as your scalpel carefully connects and cuts the sinew?
Would this be you?
Would you work quickly and uninvolved,
leaving behind a valley of scars within a hearth of darkness?
Would you open your chest too,
leaving us vulnerable to the elements
and place what is yours in me
and I in you?
Who are you?
I don't know which one you are, but please, work fast, because I still have no heart.
Cacophony of Chants
Unfurl your body,
while the night raises
you into the air.
Let it take hold
and make thee undone,
as the starry eyed composer
beams lifeblood into the forest.
Listen carefullly
to the heartbeat
that so many forgo.