(ARTICLE - Just Stop Oil is taking action until the Government vows to not grant new oil and gas licenses) It's easy for the mainstream media to demonise us. It's easy for the courts to lock us up. It's easy for right-wing, fascist politicians to discredit us. What's difficult is to take a good hard… Continue reading is this what democracy looks like?
Author: pbaaswrites
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(ARTICLE) When I look around me, all I see is decay - the planet, its seasons and oceans, trees, beaches, cities, its people, our morals, our humanity, our hopes and love, our languages, art, cultures, our minds, our bodies, our homes and credit scores, our healthcare systems, education programs, industries, our faith in progress, our… Continue reading alt. esc.
HANDS
(FICTION - HORROR) To be published in my wonderful friend Aitor's zine with some sick illustrations that I'll upload once available. This is the 1500 words version. "Don't be precious", Steve had told her, "this is as good a place as any". Ella looked around the vast, dilapidated space. The building used to be a… Continue reading HANDS
The Magic of Science Mushrooms
(ARTICLE - inspired by attending "The Science of Magic Mushrooms", organised by Seed Talks) Of course I rushed - straight from work to the tube station and down to the Genesis cinema in Mile End. I ended up being early and had a good fifteen minutes to wait before the theatre's doors even opened, but… Continue reading The Magic of Science Mushrooms
The Lips For It
(FICTION) It's happened - he's done it again. Fucking JJ. He's relentless. This time, it happened when he pulled up in his swanky black BMW. He rolled down his window and looked me down, and up, and down again, with a smile. I said hi and leaned forward to tell him my order. I was… Continue reading The Lips For It
LIVE
Existing is still an effort, a daily battle. I am not "living" - I don't know how to. I was busy doing other shit and creating toxic neural pathways when everyone else learned, and now I am at loss. The struggle to score daily has mutated into another fight: the inner battle, wrestling with and… Continue reading LIVE
Concert Tickets & Etiquette.
After being a sullen hermit for most of 2019, I’m finally getting my groove back. I’m not big on pub outings and other activities that set off my crippling social anxiety, but there’s one thing that always gets me out of the house: music and concerts. Getting back into the gig scene feels like getting… Continue reading Concert Tickets & Etiquette.
O words, wher r thou??!!
Once upon a time, words had meaning. ‘Hilarious’ meant something so comical it bordered on insanity, ‘obsessed’ implied pathologic, compulsive behaviours, and if my middle school memory serves me correctly, ‘literally’ meant…literally - otherwise it’d be ‘figuratively’. I’ll save my rant on the bastardisation of important words, like ‘depressed’ or ‘addicted’, which got stripped of… Continue reading O words, wher r thou??!!
Why we can’t have nice things.
Not having internet at my new place means I revisited the movie collection on my external hard drive. There’s a lot of great stuff on there; there’s also some not-so-great films that weaselled their way in. “You’ve Got Mail” is one of them. Hey, I do enjoy the odd rom-com, as long as it's equal… Continue reading Why we can’t have nice things.
“Enjoy the Now!”
I was on the bus home after a shit day; nothing specific happened, it simply was a what’s-the-point-of-being-alive kinda day, mainly spent at work. I was listening to an acoustic version of a favourite song, so terribly raw and unpolished it always makes me shiver, and this time it made me choke. I felt like… Continue reading “Enjoy the Now!”
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