Let us begin, not with mysticism, but mathematics—where paradoxes wear tuxedos and logic performs sleight...
Digital nihilism defines not just a theoretical concern but the texture of everyday life in the 21st...
There are loves that make sense on paper—measured, mutual, manageable.Then, there are loves that defy...
A canvas waits, as silence hums,The hush before the echo drums.A twist of thought, a curl of thread,Begins...
He tried again… He began where it began—or where it didn’t—the point where points unravel,where beginningslose...
I. PearlShe walks before the morning wakes,A breath between the night and day,Her footsteps soft as falling...
In the land of Lirael, where the wind hummed ancient lullabies and the stars whispered secrets to the...
In the far-northern realm of Eldwyne, where the snow fell in rhythms and the trees spoke in sighs, there...
In a forest forgotten by maps and memories, hidden beneath the eaves of ancient trees whose names were...
People say humans are good. I don’t believe them. I have watched them when they thought no one was looking....
There are days when time feels almost tangible.When the past gathers itself like dust motes in the slant...
She smiled and said, “They won’t make sense,” Then let her fingers dance. I watched her pen dissolve...