STATION ID: the dying of the light is fucking dying people

You ever heard that line from the famous poem? I think a lot of times, it is fucking dying. Then again I could just be bummed form other things, but still, it’s odd how human perception seems to seethe and writhe in the negative. But it’s an evolutionary necessity supposedly. Us, as a species, harp…

STATION ID: A Valuable Witness

Lately, its an endeavor to put something together to show you. Not because of anything else other than the real ugly truth: I don’t want to cate to Apathy. I don’t get what I want from the internet. I don’t want to be n here having a one-sided conversation and at the same time,  if…

TAKE THE HIT: NINE ELEVEN as a marker

(THIS WAS LATE AS I AM ILL WITH FLU) Well, to post about my current projects and situation,  would be downright idiotic with taking yesterday’s date, and it’s relevance to myself. Sure, I could reflect on everything that happened that day, but do we all need another post about being there? About what happened? How have things changed?…