Day 4 of the new normal, and the wind seems to be leading us on a chorus of haunting harmonies. The song of nature. A sound of deafening silence. The silence ricochets from echo to gun chamber. Reverberating in a hollow coliseum. Turn the volume up, drown out the vast nothing. When all else fails, …
By Gregg James Kelly So the inevitable conclusion has arrived, at 20:30 Boris Johnson, looking evermore like a feckless human oxygen thief, shuffled onto TV and broke the world changing news that all McDonald’s would be closing its doors. If only the verdict was quarantine, but only kinda. Johnson, who had clearly been coaxed from …
By Gregg James Kelly Days are merging into sunsets, light into dark, day into night, there has ceased to be any relevance. What is time? Life is a ticking clock. We spend half our life running towards it, the latter half attempting to escape it. Astoundingly, but disappointingly predictable, society, and it’s atrocious behaviour, continues …
