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When Memory Feels More Alive Than the Present

There are moments when joy no longer happens, but must be remembered. One still knows that there was laughter. That touch felt easy. That visits with family, friends, people, were meaningful and beautiful. One knows it, but one does not feel it.

Some...

The Distorted Power of Derailment

There are forms of clarity that make you sluggish. And there are forms of confusion that electrify. When thoughts tumble over each other, when the world suddenly speaks, when meaning flashes in everything, an inner state emerges that cannot be measured, yet it res...

On the quiet power of small causes.

What if it’s not the big decisions that shape our lives, but the subtle shifts in between? A glance. A thought. A flutter in the wind. We are used to seeking systems – order, direction, control. But sometimes, a slight deviation, a barely noticeable impulse, is...

When the body is still but the mind won’t be quiet

There are days when nothing seems to happen. No breakthrough, no relapse, no triumph. Just a heavy head, a resting body, and a drifting awareness. And yet, it is often in these unremarkable hours that our inner structure begins to shift. Not visib...

It all began with a rumor.

They said the grapefruit was dangerous. A mystery. A diva among citrus fruits. A moody sorceress with untamed powers. Those who tasted her carelessly were said to toy with fate.

He heard that. And grinned.

That was exactly why he wanted her. Today, he was in the mood...

Who’s really writing here?

Some might wonder who writes these texts and where the ideas come from. The answer isn’t simple, but it’s honest: a human and a machine together. Many of the texts on this site are created in collaboration with an artificial intelligence. Not because it writes better, bu...