SFW
So I'm happy.SFW.So I post message of peace love and understanding.SFW.I AM a helluva lot happier than I was; but if you know me at least a little bit...you will notice I also have an angry streak.And I don't mind showing it. And to be honest...it 'aint going anywhere. Why? Do I just like being angry?No. I think there is still much to be angry at in the world.No matter how happy I might be, as long as there are bastards out there exploiting the weak...I don't think I'm gonna be able to relax. I said something today, along the lines of

Can't Stop Being Happy...
I just can’t seem to stop being happy. Despite whatever the universe might throw at me to test my resolve, it cannot take away the fact that I am extremely happy. Even though, a few days ago, I waded knee deep into a couple of giant puddles of hate, which bothered me very deeply…even though I have not been able to access my blog for quite a few days now…I still seem to bounce back happy. It occurs to me today, maybe I was not supposed to access my blog. The three blog entries I had prepared might not have been supposed to see the light of day. There are no accidents; perhaps these blogs were not supposed to be published, and

Nightmares
Yes, my own blog gave me nightmares.I didn't mean it to.The thing is...I have always tried to tell my truth...no matter how ugly.That has not changed since I became a happier man.But what good is a happy man, who does not try to set right the things that bother him?It's pretty simple; I hate war.War will destroy us all.It DOES NOT have to be this way.And the answer begins with me.Tapping into my dark heart- the collective darkness- that which is responsible for all wars...And lancing it for good.

Skull Fucked.
'I'll gouge out your eyes and skull fuck you'.You know that expression?Christ! Where do you start with something like that??Homicidal and psychotic-erotic.That expression worries the shit out of me.I've seen hate fucks...I even caught a rape happening in the act- a guy fresh out of the pokey, with nothing but hate, anger, venom and torn female assholes on his mind.This was a ferocious brute.I don't think...sitting in the interview room with him...he gave a fuck whether than girl lived or died; he was hate fucking the world that 'fucked him'...War stories.War.Hate and war.

Fight Song 3
I like a fight. That is my truth.But unlike Fatima, who fights for a good reason- for a better world- and for what she believes in- many men like myself have spent a lifetime fighting...For nothing. For bullshit.We think it matters- that we are fighting for honour- but it is utter bullshit. We fight for nothing. Constantly. We might as well not even bother getting out of bed, the damage we do to the planet, fighting over nothing...For nothing.I hope over the next few blogs, to explore how I have done this, why, to what extent it is an integral part of the predominant masculine idiom, the degree to which this behaviou