No Light
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.
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.
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...
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 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...
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...
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...