Scott Lee

If now and then we encounter pages that explode, pages that wound, sears, tears, groans, and curses, know they came from a man with his back up, a man whose only defenses left are his words, and his words are always better than the lying, crushing weight of the world, better than all the racks and wheels which the cowardly invent to crush out the miracle of personality.

Henry Miller-Tropic Of Cancer

A inspiring rebel with no respect for the Status quo. I work at a tree nursery planting trees, I've been writing since I was 12, and my dreams involve World Peace, being able to write for a living one day, and the hope that artists one day have a say in World affairs not politicians bent on blowing up the world....

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