Month: April 2018
Not again hippie
Not again hippie. I have my own identity problems to deal with. Every crasher’s got to remember the rain. The girl I was into approached…
I never imagined ghosting to be hard work
“Be here NOW!” Shouted the ghost of Dr. Ignafo. This was the third night this week he’d appeared at the foot of my bed. He…
I wouldn’t mind being a force for good, sort of
1 I walk around in circles a lot. Often it’s the same circle. But then again, so does the earth and the rest of the…
The downside of going out and doing everything
Here’s what I need to promise myself to do going forward from today and that is to re-engage with the world in a different way….
I love the thought of ancient naked days
From the Flowers of Evil by Charles Baudelaire
Is this me?
The madness that is mornings for me. Madness as in the cylinders of mind all fire at once in the wee hours of the morning…
Let there be mud
Broke in my new shoes, messed around with a couple of bot building apps, and generally goofing around on the net.
Black Drones
The puppets dance in dark alleys Black drones drop messages across of the battlefield, singing we kill, we kill, we kill Give us form without…
Scratching out my thoughts on the social internet vs social media
I have more to say, but these are my initial thoughts.
We regret to inform you that you’ve been psychologically hacked
“As the Cambridge Analytica story shows, there’s a fine line between psychological civil engineering and psychological civil war. The behavioral, demographic, and personal information Facebook…