At this time, right now, there is an epic story being written into the tapestry of history. And it's a story about you. The epic is so great and full of gravitas that the greatness thereof exceeds that of Gilgamesh. However, the story, even the epic, is also more tragic than the loss of paradise—and your journey home is longer than that of Odysseus. Nevertheless, I write as if I speak to the attended, for all who are, and were, present. The arrow of time pierces the heart and

Between the crossed frames of life, experiences accumulate like water drops on a window pane, with transparent intentions, pooling into memories made nostalgic. 2025 marched in procession toward cosmic convergence as ghosts of the past wrestled with specters of the future, whispering enigmas riddled with finality: “What burdens you shoulder at the next turning, fragments consign to shadows behind, so what light is ahead of you?” My answer: “Reckoning.” In a world of memes, t

A riddled message for those who knew and know, or just want to be fooled. This paradox is unlocked with a key — open the box. Preface:...