The Shadow of Death (a short narrative)
I held her hand until it regained warmth; I watered her with all of my tears but her breath wouldn’t seem to grow….
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United States of America: The Biased Media and Its Pill-Peddling Backers
Fuck the news! I’m sick of these malignant cock-suckers – they’re biased smarmy pieces of shit disguised with “the people’s†best interest when…
Read MoreFree Books For Society
In these recent times I feel it’s my duty as an artist to connect to all more than ever and provide some truth,…
Read MoreA Raw Cyclic Heartache (a poem)
It’s like a wave that washes upon me, The painful sight of your face, The precious memories we once had, The past is…
Read MoreChapter 1 – Kill Feast (an excerpt from my novel ‘The Trench Coat Man’)
CHAPTER 1: Kill Feast 1992 Kill Feast is written in red drooling letters while gently rippling in the wind. Cheer and laughter fill…
Read MoreBuddha & Dank: a new comedic series
I present to you a new comedic series in a time much desiring of a laugh… by me… and Gizmo… because myself and…
Read MoreAn excerpt from my newest horror screenplay ‘Missing’
BLACK SCREEN. Running is heard — the shuffle of feet zig-zagging through the woods. EXT. WINDMILL FARM – DUSK An old wooden sign…
Read MoreThe Thinker
The reason we decide to be philosophers is because we consciously choose to develop ourselves in a society that passively tells us not…
Read MoreExcerpt from ‘Rebirth Of A Desolate Soul’ (a narrative poesy)
Young Girl Tears flow from her eyes as she frantically sits alongside her bed, with whimpering cries being her only friend. She rises…
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