Writing Hell

Full disclosure here, writing about myself is the equivalent of preparing a picnic basket full of shit sandwiches and consuming them all without a beverage. You can't make chicken salad out of chicken shit no matter how much mayo you add.  That's all.   Be well, do well, Scarpoe

An Epiphany

Recently I was over taken by the idea that I should become a full-time advocate for mental heath and requested assistance.  I will not be needing this assistance, I will be making it happen. Donations are great, but not for this. I am very capable of making enough money to pursue my interests. Thanks for … Continue reading An Epiphany