Welcome.
This is a place without a name. A page without a purpose. A whisper in the dark corners of thought.
Somewhere between fiction and nonfiction, between waking and dreaming, words take shape. I don’t know what form they will take yet, only that they must be written. Some will be essays, others may be something stranger. Some may be experiments.
This is a place for mining consciousness, for digging deep into the unseen, the unsaid, the unformed. Writing is an excavation, a process of discovery—nuggets, visions, currents from the gods, nectar of the jewels.
I write. I explore. I search.
Read what calls to you. Ignore the rest.
And if you stay long enough, you may begin to see patterns in the chaos.