So this blog didn’t work out as I planned it just over a year ago. I captured some of my thoughts as I titrated off the anti-psychotic risperidone in hopes of overcoming the writing block that descended on me seven years ago. Like most anti-psychotics it was designed to make crazy people calm the fuck down. Think of the Indian in one Flew Over the Cuckoo Nest. It doesn’t matter. I’m writing again, starting with poetry. That is the one talent I missed most.
The World has taken a very Odd turn in the last seven years ago. I have no idea how it will all turnout, but I will go down writing.
P.S. I’m charmed that my WordPress.com user name is still wet bank guy. Think of it as teh charm of teh boa.
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