What if the world you know is not the world that is? What if the walls you’ve accepted as unmovable were never walls at all—but shadows,...

Crown Or Skull In the ink-black abyss behind my eyes, a silver mist coiled into a crown— woven from the breath of eternity, stitched with...

Have you ever felt like something was deeply wrong with the world, as if the universe itself was unwell—but couldn’t quite name it? Like...

Suffering is not an end, but an alchemy. Across lifetimes and experiences, we have walked the path of pain—not as punishment, but as a...

There is a quiet revolution taking place. It is not fought with weapons or waged on battlefields. It is fought in the unseen, in the...