Unconventionally poor like a dog without a saw tooth bark I sit in my unconventional chair and write without imagination I speak the prose of Shakespeare, not Barthelme And I wonder aloud well in my head How can this unconventional life be so bad? and deep and lonely when all I want is a friendContinue reading “Unconventionally Poor”
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Parklife
Shoot It Down!!
Depression
Monster God Fish pie In the everlasting… We can only bow and take the strain As they reign victorious Mercy for those deep in transgression In the house of God Strength to those suffering Joy to those in bondage Freedom to those in chains Epiphany to those in darkness Pray that we may see WildContinue reading “Depression”
The Armadillo
Imagine that you are an armadillo with an armoured carapace. What would you shield yourself from? Birds of Prey? Predators that prowl in the night? It weighs a lot this armor but really you as an armadillo have no choice but to wear it. It is part of them and protects them fro when theyContinue reading “The Armadillo”
I'm bilaterally deaf, schizophrenic, autistic, talented individual. I can see you thinking...What was his day job? Well, I am a qualified systems engineer and i worked in computers. To be honest I can't remember what I wrote in my bio which I deleted. I write I draw, It is my goal in life to be anything but facsimilia. I believe life is duodecimal, you live you die, dark. Some call this depression and indeed I am a depressive schizophrenic. To be something is a great thing-some call it drosophilae syndrome(to be studied), a term I coined myself. As I appreciate in words as I get older sometimes it helps to remember what it was like being a child with drosophilae syndrome where the other is to be seen. This is why I draw and write. 