Empire of Whimsy

 Monsters mauraud causing pressurised pauses and coursing these hares of attrition to force us  to face what we bought with the souls of the...

 Spiders crawl. Their sprawling limbs deftly spinning false narratives into unrecognisable realities. Nets of untruths bind and gag honest o...

 It’s heady times we’re living in! Full pelt, high tilt, heading for oblivion, watching the numbers on labels go up and  pounds in pockets g...

I am swallowed by my bitterness and I swallow it in this fractal frame of failed relationships. Cynicism soothes my wounded seat on shelf. I...

 I am so sick of all of it. The corruption,  the lies, the statistics.  I once was able to warn allegorically  but now I state baldly, in fa...

We are here and now but how to get out of this mess is the question. Grotesquely gratefully undertaken guilt in the lands that colonialism ...

Romero was a romantic. Voluntary Zombification wasn’t included in his epic. Nor was informational monetisation . We are the mu...

Let's have a little chat about reality TV. Just whose are these realities they're choosing us to see? To mock and martyr, revile ...

Every day I read the news with growing trepidation. It’s regression on a massive scale. The end of civilisation. We’re not pun...

Once upon a Summertime there lived a golden prince In a palace built from beans that grew from kitchen sinks. He went outside when m...