It's back. It's crazy. It's mind blowing. It's on the edge. It’s total bonkers! It's dark. It's brain explosive material. Hell ... it's me ... I'm back!
I never really disappeared ... I'm always here. You just can't see me in the darkness. I live in a box in the shadows. I only slip out to create my dreams; then slip back away unseen, unheard. It's like sticking your tongue into a bear’s ear ... you know you shouldn't, but you can't help yourself. It's like jumping off a cliff with the next doors cat ... it's not good. Half way down you wish you had gone to bed with a mug of hot chocolate and a copy of 'Born Again Artist' with some fig rolls.
