

voodooshooter
Drinking is something to do when there is nothing else to do.
-K-
Feeling mislead about leaving. My own knowing won't make Wrong aching goodbyes care. Crying time before back to Monday.
-K-
from Four Line Blues Poems
I rarely feel lonely, but somtimes I do feel a little too alone. On those occasions I wander off to a cafe to resolve that peculiar senastion. The chatter of others can be quite comforting.
A cafe visit is a simple remedy to feeling alone. I need to be around people, to hear people just long enough to rememeber why I don’t spend too much time around them. Sometimes solitude needs a reminder why.
-K-
“Your first 10,000 photographs are your worst.”
-Henri Cartier-Bresson-
I found myself down an Insta rabbit hole the other day looking at a bunch of dystopian themed memes and it got me thinking about a couple things. First, a lot of people stretch the definition of dystopia. Second, a whole bunch of authors had a weird nack of prognostication.
The Machine Stops, published in 1909, presents a dystpopian world that mirrors many aspects of our current world. E.M. Forster’s novella imagines a future when humankind has not just become reliant on but also worships The Machine (technology), a fitting foresight into a not so fictional future. The Machine Stops is shy of sixty-five pages and can be read in one comfortable coffee shop afternoon. It’s a worthy read for anybody interested in sci-fi and/or dystopian works.
-K-
Always at the fringe of a party more afraid of being invited in than being left out.
-K-