Maybe, the future isn't some distant point in time. It's an infinite present, all happening inside your mind. A journey into the self, where every breath of a moment is both a close and a new opening. Athanasia • 10 August 2025 ...

A spark, a shadow, a story easier than presence. Assumptions, to leave before arriving. The air I breathe. Athanasia July 2026 ...

Still no cloning. Only me multiplied by hours. Cross-eyed in the electric dark of the screen. Closing loops into clarity. Then this slipped in uninvited. Love this. Athanasia June 2026 ...

Something arrives without being sent. An image, maybe true, maybe the mind inventing what it misses. Once. This particular light. Presence without the door. Athanasia June 2026 ...

Departures. Still. ...

Ready. You check again. ...

You opened it. Friday is already taken. ...

Still here. The light moving. ...

19:19/19:20 ...

You've read this before. Just now. ...

Full plate. Empty plate. ...

You were there for most of it. Your answer was right. ...

You know this route. You weren't on it. ...

You pick up your phone. Not for anything specific. ...

You walk into a room and stop. Not for long. ...

"When one door of happiness closes, another opens; but often we look so long at the closed door that we do not see the one which has been opened before us." - Hellen Keller ...

Today is a good day :P A ...