The tale of the scared little pigs (Poem)

Once upon a time There were three little pigs The eldest of brothers was the picker of figs The second in line was the heir to the throne The herder of sheep and the bearer of gold The third little piggy was swarthy in kind… He shed dark that cast all way to the light […]

The Sandy Hook regime has violated Amendments I, II, IV, V and VI

Who could ever forget the Sandy Hook massacre? Out of all the alleged massacres in history, Sandy Hook remains the most photo-opped of them all. The emotionless, seemingly unmoved parents and grade-school children who allegedly lost their children and friends to such a reportedly gruesome attack made every effort to ingrain the victims’ faces into the unwitting minds of the masses. 

I was FINALLY banned from Twatter for bashing the Pope (Journal Entry)

It’s been a long time coming, and it’s finally here. I have been indefinitely suspended from Twatter for bashing the Pope. I was wondering what it would take to get indefinitely suspended from a platform that is overrun by trolls. As anybody who knows me on Twatter should know, I hate Twatter. I said it was full of birdbrains since Day One and I have been testing its birdbrain limits ever since. The site is an absolutely worthless social platform that keeps the birds trapped in a self-defeating cage.

Welcome to Judgment Day (Poem)

How did the persecuted become the persecutors? When did the meek become the misers? Since when is hypocrisy the religion of the one true God? The hows and whys are a tale too twisted to fully comprehend. But a wise man once said all truth will be revealed in the end.

The day of judgment is upon us and it’s coming on strong. Judge not or you will be judged by the exact measure of judgment you cast before God.

I hate men (Journal Entry)

I hate men. I hate the fact that women are obsessed with the idea of betrothing a man. I hate the fact that men are at the top of the hierarchy simply because they have penises. I fucking hate penises. Yes… They feel good when you’ve got nothing better to do. But who can truthfully say there is nothing better to do?

No fireflies in cemeteries is a travesty (Journal Entry)

Ever since I was a child I have been buggin on cemeteries. At first, it was a playful thing. My father would take me to Alcoholics Anonymous meetings during my summer visits in the Bronx, and for some strange reason, there was always a cemetery nearby. The adults would attend the meetings, and the children […]

Psychiatry is shaking us like snow globes (Journal Entry)

What happens when you shake a snow globe? A whirlwind disseminates around whatever masterpiece lies beneath. And as that masterpiece awaits patiently to be revealed, the shaker continues to shake and shake and shake, as though chaos is more amusing than art.

Introducing myself in the mental health field (Journal Entry)

I recently joined a revolutionary movement in the mental healthcare field. I was accepted into a training program to become a Recovery Support Specialist. I have only completed two classes yet I have learned more about recovery in sixteen hours than I ever learned throughout years of treatment. I have so much to say about this program but first, allow me to introduce myself.

Seeing in Fours (Poem)

My advice for active alcoholics is…

If you’re seeing in ones
You’re good
If you’re seeing in twos
You’re a little bit tipsy
If you’re seeing in threes
You might do something you will regret
If you’re seeing in fours
GOD BLESS

I am leaving Twatter for Reddit

I’ve said it a million times, but this time I am serious; I am leaving Twatter. I suffer from mental health issues that are increasingly perpetrated by stupid people. Every day as I go about my routine activities, I am bombarded by sexual harassment, drug solicitation, depraved behavior, and the incessant political ramblings of laypeople who have no clue what they are talking about. Then I go on Twatter and my mind is traumatized by ignorance.