What you’ll find here are traces, thoughts, fractures, and gaps. Not a finished picture, but a fabric woven from attempts, memories, and possibilities. Maybe you’ll spot a pattern. Maybe you’ll get lost. Maybe you’ll find yourself. Or something entirely different.
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.
It’s not pain.
It’s the absence of everything.
No anger, no scream, no resistance.
Only an inner freezing.
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...
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...
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...
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...
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