A blog of woes, weeping and gnashing of teeth. In the heat and the midst of ill logic, and reason and life’s many blows; be they kisses or jabs. Where, I dare to expose or explain my past-tense, and pretences in vain.
My philosophy is my authenticity, pronounced with love, and through pain and profanity. A safe space for my so- called ‘shame’ in a less than blameless world, a discourse shared in the hope that my words will do a world of good for those reading.
Because the world needs less judges and saviours, and more dreamers and idealists.
The Philosopher's Poet 