
….in all this darkness.
Good luck in the year ahead.
All we need is just a little tenderness.
The visionary world of Nicholas Beckett

….in all this darkness.
Good luck in the year ahead.
All we need is just a little tenderness.

…I always say, “You’ve got the wrong address.”









What a pile of shit.
Peace be with you.

….going to make one card this Christmas.
I failed.

….. already.

….I’m dead……
…. inside.


….is a polished turd.

…..as to how we got here.

….on the Island where we belong.

….as I want to be.