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My books, 'Resurrect  & RECLAIM the True You' and 'Relationship Split' are  personal documentaries of a journey I have travelled over the past decade or so. My truth comes from my experiences. 

If I have heard or read something from elsewhere, which isn't my experience, I declare it as a possibility, a hypothesis. It's not wrong or right, its just that unless i have experienced something, tasted something, I will not express it as my truth.

I do not  write from a theoretical perspective on ways to repair yourself after a relationship has come to an end. I am writing it from having been there, purchased (or lost!) the T shirt and have come through the other side.

 I do not write on how, through the study of enlightened beings, you can detach yourself from the everyday world. I am writing from having tried and failed so many times to find the things to move my life into a place of enjoyment in this world, not plagued by the past.  

We only get to live in this body once, and I believe that our intrinsic right is to live it as fully as possible. For many of us, this requires us to clean up what has happened before, learn from it, embrace it and then go on to the life we were meant to live before 'life's lessons' got in the way. 

We owe it to ourselves to never live small again.

Poetry Ramblings

-Destiny

ha ha world you've got me now

I guess you must have been looking for another clown

a tumbling act of such magnitude

the crowds will all shout we have never seen such a fool

you're looking for what ha ha you know what

you would have more luck being a despot

an average man sets out with a plan

a plan to redefine walk a different line

but its you stupid fool not the sharpest tool

thats for others you see not you your like me

stop the search its a folly

you know your mum thinks your off your trolley

a postage stamp world for you

don't you remember your failure at school

take this pill you will feel better the pain will ease later

you've been stepping out of line jump back in there's still time

but there's something within me a dog with a bone is what I see

not ready to bury it yet there's some taste I might still get

yes yes yes I'm a stupid man I know

it's just I know I'm not ready yet to let it go