Rain-Routes And Rusted Roads
The signal blinks like breath held tight,A mannequin trapped in broad daylight.Each rider wears a borrowed face,Stamped by routine, framed into place.A thousand ties and ticking clocks,The city claps in echo-box.I ride between the sighs and norms,A myth unmade in moving form. The helmet shields, the mirror spies,These roles we wear, these practiced lies.A worker, […]
Digital Nihilism and the Rebranding of Belief
Digital nihilism defines not just a theoretical concern but the texture of everyday life in the 21st century. It is not the absence of meaning that haunts us, but the illusion of meaning endlessly generated and consumed in the digital sphere. The phrase “God is dead,” famously declared by Nietzsche, has not faded—it has evolved. […]
I Tried Again…
He tried again… He began where it began—or where it didn’t—the point where points unravel,where beginningslose meaning,and time forgets to tick. He thought of silence,not the kind between heartbeats,but the kind before the first vibration,before frequencybefore form—he wanted to spell that.But letters betrayed him.They’re too recent.Too human. He tried to say:There was no “was.”Only is.Only […]
The Hollow Antler and the Song of the Grove
In the far-northern realm of Eldwyne, where the snow fell in rhythms and the trees spoke in sighs, there existed a glade untouched by fire or famine. Here lived the Antlerfolk—majestic stag-like beings who walked on two legs, bore twisting crowns of ivory, and held council with the winds. They did not age in years, […]
The Sands We Cannot Hold
There are days when time feels almost tangible.When the past gathers itself like dust motes in the slant of late afternoon sunlight, swirling, almost within reach — and yet, never quite touching the skin. I find myself thinking of old age more often these days.Not with fear, nor with bitterness. But with a quiet kind […]
“When It’s Right, It’s Right”
I. The PremonitionThere are moments that do not announce their gravity—a look, a breath, a turning leaf—yet in their quiet articulation,they carry the architecture of fate.As if time, weary from logic,curves gently into intuition,and what once felt undecidedsuddenly becomes inevitable. II. The Unspoken Grammar of BeingNo syllogism, no theorems of cause—only the grammar of alignment.When […]
This Is All
It comes.That is what it does. Pain. Loss. Time.It does not ask permission.It does not ask if I am ready.It does not ask anything. I do not resist.There is nothing to resist. I do not endure.There is nothing to endure. It happens.I am here. It takes.I remain. There is no strength in this.No weakness, either.No […]
The Weight of Feeling
A world without feeling is colorless stone,A kingdom of echoes, cold and alone.Laughter is thunder, love is the sun,Without them, the days blur into one. Joy lights the morning, sorrow the night,Both carve the soul, both give it flight.Anger can fuel, but kindness can heal,Every emotion shapes what is real. Tears are not weakness, nor […]
A Godless Song of Power
I have watched the stars decay,not in hymns, not in clay,but in light’s long, silent fray,spilling truths too vast to pray. No whisper carved the falling stone,no hand decreed the wind’s own moan,no burning bush, no sacred tone—only force, alone, alone. What need for gods in veins of steel,in gears that spin, in flesh that […]
Fractals of the Mind
—What is a thought? A whisper in the dark. A ripple across the vast ocean of the mind. A fleeting shimmer of light in a space where time itself bends and unfurls like a Möbius strip, folding upon itself in infinite recursion. But wait—what if thoughts don’t just emerge? What if they bloom, spiraling outward […]