Recently I’ve discovered how distasteful I find in others who have been taking what is laid out bare before the world for free, the artistic bleeding of ones life experiences only to have other apathetic people lacking any heartbeat or conscious; steal such experiences, repackage them, market them in their own words and even worse, sell them for monetary gain via books of their claimed copyrighted materiel. I’m sure these soul-less people who pretend to bleed from a false past suffrage, laugh all the way to the bank with blood money they rationalize as hard earned. I offer them no pity and I’m sure the wrath they’ve earned- won’t either.
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I like to steal your breath as you stutter to whisper the word beautiful after reading. I'm a poetic writer, an aberrational one of sorts. I don't write for the world seeking conformity to a style or some label of free expression, I permit my heart to whisper, while I serve as it stenographer and publisher. I'm honored my readers serve as its witnesses. What you may infer from this site; my hearts process or what it has to say, is strictly up to you to decide for yourself. I do appreciate comments in whatever degree of appreciation or criticism others feel the need to leave behind. I hope to respond in kind to them with a thank you openly or in a private conversation. Feel free to contact me if you so wish. View all posts by Poet of the Light