Ongoing sporadic journal of the overeducated, and underemployed. The title derived from Coupland’s description of cubicle land; the corporate ghetto. Random photos and thoughts. Left the ghetto, never happier. This still a work in progress

19 October 2025

 Echoes-18.10.25

Beauitiful, tragic, and divine

Us

You want me tobe the hero 

Thats alive at the

End of the movie

I want you redemption your embrace

tonight

 

Echoes of what will never

 be

Echoes: the reflection of  sound 2.) a  parallel or repetition of a, feeling

echoes

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