Hi my name is Chris but I like to be called Chris. I am a rocket scientist.

I have a penchant for dogs and rats. Occasionally you will find me on the dance floor at jaded and wrong, musing over life's triviality and dancing like a mad man possessed by heavenly sounds.

My dream is to dream again and my revival with dance music has helped with that.

I am a thirty-something - middle-age is simply an illusion...

Remember good and bad are just projections of the mind - we must step beyond them.


Thanks to all the beautiful and creative people out there I have met the past months.

But first thing first...what comes to mind after being back into this hectic world of swirling sounds
and colours and after I thought I'd hung up my dancing shoes years ago to take up golf
and listen to jazz fm on Sundays and then wrongness enters my life again. Sometimes I write books and one day I hope to get published.

Oh I am a taffy riff raffy but I am also so happy to be a apply sticky toffee like

sweety I don’t need a lot of money to see my pot of honey grow into a funny

sunny runny bucket of richness as streams of glitter cover over your shitters

you cannot see beyond the black crow delighted to be aquatinted insighted

and belated I follow the middle path to slaughter hells wrath sheep and rams

cloth clothe me see me I’m just a phoney identity of a gangster rather be a

rapster shot shit and pearls of wisdom kiss my fat one really thin one

chopsticks and sushi yellow belly postrami Italian Salami sucked through

teeth minestrone World is rich in TV reality is easy to see tight red crimson

seas and crazy Nights of Wrongness completed Tired and lazy I sleep an

angels sleep Realising whatever experience touches me A sane mind is the

only thing that will save me

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