Our lives our perilous. The sky may fall on our heads. The light's may change red as we approach. The gates locked at dawn. Creatures prey on us, poised to pounce on us, that is the peril on the sea of change.
(www.boredommag.com) I am a casualty of the information revolution. I have been crushed by so-called efficiencies. I have been handed a megaphone but my speech has been sanitized. My thoughts... more
Re: B O R E D O M - Issue1 05.14.2020 epecker,Thu May 21 16:35