inside the stellar rain I weepfor things corrupt and lostthe machines can't feel the costour humanity is slipping awayslowly technology is taking overkids used to climb trees and build fortsnow their eyes are stuck to a screenpeople walking around...

Friday 31st May:I wasn’t surprised when Alix and Josh told me they were going native in a remote bamboo hut for twelve nights. They were thrill seekers, always off gallivanting somewhere or other: the Amazon, the Outback, the Mekong,...