I began, as a defecation of my mental
state years ago, this blog online as a literary experiment – a personal confession
I was certain no one would read. How could anyone understand or justify what I
what doing? I sure as hell couldn’t.
Unfortunately - or fortunately - depending on how your snooty ass
perceived it, to my dismay anonymous people began reading this excrement of
literary soul cleansing. A multitude of forlorn and fascinated curious seekers
the globe over sat snug and comfortable reading my work and thanking little
baby Jesus their lives were not so bad as what vomited out from my blog on
almost a daily basis.
Fact: Strange and fairly unpredictable phenomena will occur when you
leave your conventional suburban existence, quit your job and walk out the
door; never to look back.
I sat in my borrowed flesh and typed away anonymously all the degraded
horrors I put myself through - because back then, I held a morbid and perpetual
death wish and was not preoccupied by guilt or hesitancy of my choices.
Evidently, my prompt demise never came to pass. Traveling the hemisphere by the
seat of my pants - the eccentric and perverse of the world sought me out and I
was enlightened enough never to disregard its numerous offerings.
I must admit I had committed exploits which would cause Caligula to
scream like a bitch and flee in terror – nevertheless, I harbor no regrets. I
am who I am. I answer to no one. Shunned by elitist friends, excised by members
of my family - I continued and I will continue - just for jolly...
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