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Mental Health
Lobotomy… F%^k you, lobotoyou
Madness. Is it the cerebral cortex of calamity, the whole cerebrum, or something more? I think about this as I watch the light reflect from the silver point. Maybe it…
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World Poetry Day.
There is nothing lazy about the brain of a crazy. Never stopping, always tipping, always tapping, quietness coming, start the flapping. Now the hurry, quickening with the worry. Did I…
Chapters
A taste of the future, or maybe the past, the present? (WIP)(13/03/24)
Paradox. (Working Title) By Lee Wilson. Prologue. Time is broken. From the dawning of man, time flowed like a stream. One direction only, heading from the past to the future.…