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A Goal Without a Name

The fairground lay still in the afternoon heat. Only the metallic click of the turnstiles and distant voices broke the air. He was not alone. Two figures accompanied him. Somehow familiar, yet without a history. A closeness he could not place. Almost like a word he knew witho...

A guardian who has forgotten why he stands watch.

She sat at the kitchen table, staring at the letter. It had been there for days, perhaps weeks. A thin envelope, nothing dramatic. Just a form she needed to fill out and send off. But every time she picked up the pen, something more urgent would co...

A light, a wonder, a thought.

I wake up. A thought, first thing in the morning. The sun shines on my face. How delightful is the warmth. The path to the window, a glance outside. But then the shock: The Earth is spinning.

When even thoughts find no echo

It’s not pain.
It’s the absence of everything.
No anger, no scream, no resistance.
Only an inner freezing.

Longing for the Unconscious

It wasn’t the first job he had lost, but it was the first he didn’t even fight for. The work had never fulfilled him. It was narrow, silent, externally controlled. Each day a repetition, every thought too big for what was expected of him. He had tried to adapt. Thought...

A world between probability and possibility

How likely is it that the world is not what it seems?

Probably zero. That’s what most would say. But this is where the devil hides in the detail. Because to assume something means you don’t know it. Which means, it remains a possibility. So the real...