I started, Living on a rock flying through space, because honesty, I needed something to save me from myself.
Before I would of started lying right about now, making some rubbish up that I thought sounded glamorous to the reader, like some story of how I'm a trapped artist or something corny, as you see,
that's what addicts do, even unconsciously.
But the truth is, I'm a real simple guy, living in a very quiet part of the world, North Devon in the UK, I gut fish for a living at minimum wage and have previously suffered from alcoholism
for over 10 years.
I'm also severely dyslexic and left school with no qualifications.
Yet some how, through all that, today, I find myself the luckiest man alive!! I have the most beautiful baby daughter and girlfriend I could have only dreamed of before.
I'm also able to write thanks to modern technology and predicated text! Something I never thought I could of done a decade ago, it may be a bit unpolished, rough around the edges to say the least
but I'm here, it's possible!
These days, thanks to a clear head again, I can start asking some of the big questions again like I used to before my addiction, family aside, it's what I live for.
I want to write about the universe and everything in it, I want to write in a way that will help humanity, help you and me spiritually and mentally, this is a new age, let's figure out our pain
together, let's figure out this three-dimensional space, this consciousness lost in an infinite amount of space and time.