Thursday, 26 April 2018

I left house at 6.30am and as I walked down the street I overhead some passers by- trendy girls on their way to school, talking in English hip hop language but posh-like’get down with the Streetz ‘we iz’ mixed with ‘ok yaah’. But our voices say where we’re really from... or maybe it’s aspirational? Dunno but posh English hip hop it most definitely was.(language change and development is unpredictable, always surprises and cannot be legislated or controlled, but...

Saturday, 21 April 2018

MOST people admit their lives are too complicated,
they have to be different things to different people,
They exist simultaneously in parallel universes as if its easy
but will not talk from within one universe about that universe... 
no-one wants to admit who they are. Everyone's a spy
Maybe old versions of what were thought of as realities of who one is, no longer exist.
It’s difficult to find self language.
Everyone lives in several bubbles including the bubble of their own making

Friday, 13 April 2018

Be More Decisive than your gadgets

Part of the way humans allow computers to get the upper hand is by being floaty and indecisive; 
Mindless surfing means you get led by algorithms that will get increasingly accurate. 
They will develop far quicker than a floaty habit blind human.
You are an algorithm with heart and smell

Tuesday, 3 April 2018

Cash Cow?


In bed 6.15am. Remembering a ‘friend’ of a friend turning to me years ago and asking casually ‘what’s your cash cow then?’ And I didn’t know what she was talking about. I had never heard of this ‘cash cow’ thing that everybody is meant to have. She assumed I like everyone around her, had some private income. I must have given that impression. Why? why? why? I hate how class ridden and money concerned this country is. Maybe I had drifted into that world without realising it; I could pass and play the twat. It flattered me but how naive. I don’t like myself sometimes.