Our cultural identities are conflicted –
suspended between personal computers,
interfacing operating systems
that come in all sizes & shapes
that are attached/inserted into our bodies –
Is it any wonder we grow gardens and manage farms online in personal computer allotments ?
We long for the Organic Ever-Green Dream.
Repelled by the Messy Muck of Reality.
Its Metamorphosis between decay & growth
Gets under the skin of our psyche –
Rooting away at our Uncertainties.
Reminding us of our Inevitabilities.
Repulsing us with the metaphorical Zombie Apocalypse
That grows up out of the operating system beneath our feet.