Combustible Fruit

The majority of this work was originally mashed down before during and quite a bit after 2008 and although at the time I thought I was very much getting the hang of writing upon reading these it turns out I was not...not in the way I like writing now; which is probably just the same as it was I think. So I have had a crack at developing these a bit further splitting some up and turning stanzas into full pieces with slightly more relevance to really nothing at all but entirely relevant at the same time...some I have left in their original form as I liked them just the way they were as I can remember writing them which made me smile. The results are that they may actually be worse now...in a proper poetic sense anyway as they all more or less read like they've been taken from a madman's diary and then bastardised into further gibberish. I guess that's not that far from the truth. The main thing I wanted to put in this note as it's now 2023 and I want to have a properly established record of my thoughts as they stand just now is that I fully understand that this collection of words that has been spilt from my mind each day over the years in a very cathartic manner isn't exactly the output I thought I would be happy with as the aim should always be to release your best work (or so they say anyway). For me though going through all these again I realised two things...firstly this was my best work at the time and secondly what I truly enjoy is the act of creating. That is the main goal. That is what makes me feel good about myself and helps me keep going and if there isn't a genre that covers this then there should be...and it should be called Catharticism; basically the act of creating is the main goal rather than the output (which of course I still want to be as good as I can make it...but it's not my main drive).