We lose track of evolutionwithin humanity alongside machines:technological revolution boards our brainand programmes interaction over screens;monitors become our mirrors,reflecting ourselves as something elseand within a whole space, we cannot comprehend,we expose our vulnerability; naked to the nth degree,we surrender our lives to wasted time spentloading digits and connecting imagesbegging to be 'online', whilst mobileand ready … Continue reading I. James: ‘Connection’
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I. James: ‘A Furless Bear’
I want a shower head over my bed to drench me and make my duvet as wet as my pillows become, when I succumb to my pitch-black mind and attack myself from behind closed lids- closed doors- clothes off, I sleep naked ready to bare my all to dreams, but jaded as I am, I … Continue reading I. James: ‘A Furless Bear’