On the delusional nature of the technological era.
30 old standards, a new Dylan.
1st Chapter of the Chester Price series: A cum-laude graduate on Journalism that finds himself trapped in a sector that doesn't behave exactly as he has been told.
This is the cost of the silence, that you wake up every morning, you look through the window and inhale the freshly-polluted air with sleepy eyes... Then you cross the street, buy a coffee, give a look of deep indifference to the helpless man on the floor and bite your donut. And the scent of it all is that of Freedom; but like any other cheap perfume, it wears out.
Disguised Islamophobia in the figures that preach unity.
Banned and trapped where death rains from the sky.
Empress of the wind you lay naked on the grass; and the cricket sings, the rainbow is under your command.