Poetry – Plastic Assumptions
Please do not wrap me in plastic assumptions, nor diminish me to gutter headlines. My life cannot be prescribed
Music, art, poetry and mental health – A journal
Please do not wrap me in plastic assumptions, nor diminish me to gutter headlines. My life cannot be prescribed
I feel something Something distant, like voices muffled behind a wall; An unhatched egg; A mosquito buzzing; An echo inside
30 May 2008 If I had them I would bang together dustbin lids in frantic defiance of 1am and The
Being “techy” I love the possibilities of AI (artificial intelligence) in managing routine tasks. What troubles me is the notion
We spend so much time being overwhelmed by instant access news and media “content” that maybe we forget to document the uniqueness of our own lives. … Continue readingCreative urges
time is on firea sudden reunion of past and present;an explosion of experience ripped ragged and rawthe present a blur