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After 57 years of farting around, stumbling between suicidal depression,
creative delusions, religious entrapment and revelations of love, I decided
to gather up many of the pieces of paper floating around and put them
together in this wonderful little volume.
I was tempted to sort them in tidy chronological order, but I think each
stands on its own, irrespective of what stage in my journey it was written.
And besides, I can’t remember when I wrote half of them anyway.
Each one just is what it is - some are a loose collaboration of words
attempting to scrape together the remnants of a cathartic moment,
others have more obvious intent, and some are just plain preaching.