You're Dangerous. Coz You're Honest.

2024-03-08T23:02:00.002+11:00

Today I sincerely thought I was going to either have a stroke or a heart attack, I shit you not man I fell onto my floor, broke out into a cold sweat and started praying, telling God over and over that I don't wanna die please God don't let me die I'm not finished yet.

It's a long story and will unfold eventually. Everything true always does.

Fuck I've missed you, Computer. I've missed me too but there you are and here I am and that's alllll that's left of the Wicked Witch of the West. Who knew a tornado could last a whole fucken decade? Ok so hey how's your faith, in everything, going? What's been up man, how's your daughter?

Let's make one thing abundantly clear: last time I had an illicit drug was last September and that doesn't count because someone "slipped me a mickey" as they say in Boomertown .. I woke up in hospital and again, long story but hey, all's well that ends well. Or as I used to say: all's fucked that ends fucked.

Last time I wrote my way to the top of the mountain I didn't know I had manic depression. Now I know - its embarrassing, and I get manic and paranoid and fucked-up and delusional and depressed but also save the world sometimes all in just one hour. All of that does not mean I'm using drugs ... just had to get that right out there first thing.

For some reason I *still* think I can save the world coz guess what I can, so can you. True story, bro. Sorry it's been so long since I was proper proper back but like someone said years ago: "It's easy to change the world but so hard to change yourself."

I changed then saved myself and fuck it's good to be here.

It's good.

To just be.

Here.

I'll be back tomorrow ... writing here every day until further notice.

I love you and like Bono often says at the end of a U2 concert:

"Thanks for stickin' round."

edenland

You're Dangerous. Coz You're Honest.