When powers of reasoning insanity and excitement got too much to contain, it always needed an outlet. It is why I feel relieved to finally be able to summon up evil spirits courage and audacity  to put all my madness visions into words.  There’s just something about writing that makes me feel more bitchy victorious, overjoyed, detached from the world.

Pardon my dementia attempt to make my  shits  thoughts sound feel-oh-so-epic-all…

Sorry, philosophical.

Enjoy!