Waste Not, Want Not…Same Old Shit

Same Old DOO DOO!

Read After Burnout

images-348Just how far does one have to travel up one’s own arse before you forget that there is a world out there?

It’s a question that has perplexed scholars and philosophers for thousands of years. Yet, should it be of any real concern to any of us who choose to live in the anal address?

This writer has long advocated a more widespread appreciation of waste material, just as long as that waste material is natural and organic.

Who cannot fail to appreciate the aroma of freshly produced horseshit? I know one president in the world who swears by it. Anyway bull-shitting apart, there is something rather rural and fine about the qualities of decent pile of homemade fertiliser. When I was a kid, the prospect of a shovel of the stuff, caressed around the base of a rose bush, made said waste move faster that itself off a shovel.

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This is the story of what happened to me when anxiety took a grip. I lost my senses, I lost my job, and I lost me. I then turned to writing to find those things that had gone missing. How can you teach when you believe that education is a business that is failing in its primary remit of helping to create a better society? Indeed, how can you teach when you believe that you have nothing of value to pass on? The book/blog is the story of my recovery from the absolute darkness of the early days. It is an Odyssey through my life over the last twelve months and a retracing of my steps to discover how I found myself there. More than all of that, it is a re-evaluation and a rejoicing of all that which I call life. Happy reading and I hope it helps. There is madness, Everyday Madness, and not all of it comes from within.

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