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To the realm where the madness runs free; intercut with the occasional spot of tea with heartbreak and weekly squash games with murder and mayhem. Don't trust anything you see; don't trust anything you read. From here on in, there are no certainties. There is no familiarity. If you're here to look upon a reflection of the widely accepted psychological concept known as 'reality', run. Because here, where the Flywheels lay slain in a pool of kinetic energy, there is only one truth.
There is only madness.
I have returned from my camping trip up in the Mountains of Madness to bring you much joy or sadness, anger or merriment, sexual arousal or whatever you might feel when you read my work.
To be somewhat serious for a second though; I appreciate each and everyone of my readers enough to say that there are three pretty serious subjects that may seem to be taken lightly in my stories. So I kind of wanted to expand upon it here; share my thoughts and whatnot. Sort of like a Public Service Announcement.
My view on drinking is simple; it sucks. Not to mention that it can be dangerous. Seriously; I don't know how many people around me has a story about a near-death experience because Jack Daniels socked them in the eye. It's no reason to abstain from it though; that's like not driving a car because you might hit a tree. Both cases, it's all about control. Control, but don't limit, yourself and you can conjure up some pretty hilarious memories.
Imagine though that you're squeezing your own orange juice. Then when tomorrow comes, you have to make the squeezed orange complete again; juice, pulp, the whole thing. And the procedure isn't exactly painless for the poor citrus.
The orange is a parable for my brain whenever I enjoy a night of drinking nowadays. Hilarious memories are worth it though.
Don't do synthetic drugs. Nothing that was born in a laboratory. Nothing good comes from it. That's the only opinion I'll share.
3. MENTAL HEALTH
I am not sane. There's no fancy name for it but the way I perceive things is just... Weird. So weird. Or... Maybe I am sane but just imaginatively creative with the way I use my pallet of words to birth forth vivid images in the hope that the delirious display will amuse my non-stimulated senses all while throwing the reader into a state of deep confusion; affectingly questioning my sanity which would still cast a shadow of satisfaction over my crooked smile as I sink deeper into the burgundy armchair my late grandfather was kind enough to leave me; wearing my Arabian slippers with the curly toes, my mask of deception which shines in fifty shades of the most thought-awakening green and puff gently on the pipe that I bought at the corner store for $1.99 from a very sympathetic man named Ish with an untreated overbite and a Mickey Mouse Club pin stuck to the lapel of his jacket; all while still waiting for my late grandfather, whose train should have arrived at the bus stop thirty seconds on Mars ago, who promised that we would show those skater-punks across the park just who rules this town when it comes to the dangerous and near-fatal sport of cricket.
What is sanity but a point of view?
Anyway; I have first, second and third hand experience with issues like this and you should never take it lightly. If you got problems, if you feel depressed; do something about it. See someone, talk to your friends, your parents. Just don'tkeep it to yourself because if there's something I've learned over the last couple of years it is that you can't fix everything with your own two hands; there is never anything wrong with accepting help or admitting you need it. It's not weakness; weakness is giving up.
For real, I don't know where I would be without my friends. You could say I get by with a little help from my friends.
... Get high with a little-
21 QUESTIONS, ALWAYS, CHRONOMENTROPHOBIA, DOCTOR WHAT, I MISS YOU, IT ALL COMES DOWN TO THE CHOICES WE MAKE, PATIENCE, SPEAKEDBOXXX/THE ED BELOW, 'LOVE, LIFE AND DEATH TRILOGY' and YELLOW SUBMARINE. Read these and your heart will be merry. Or sad; depending which one you choose. Read any of the other ones and I will set out on a quest to find you. And I would.
Only if you live somewhere cool though, otherwise it's just a waste of time.
Alright; IT ALL COMES DOWN TO THE CHOICES WE MAKE is rewritten, DETEST is next in line somewhere in the future. ALWAYS is done after resting for a year. What now for the Mad Monk? Whatever will his creative insanity churn out next? A sequel to something? A new chapter? Something completely new and unseen before? Going mainstream and writing a KevEdd story, just for the halibut?
Maybe another hiatus?
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