The Infinite Starr

divine timing

  • Changes

    There is a particular kind of silence that arrives before something changes. Not the empty kind. Not the silence of abandonment or endings. This one feels occupied, as though something has been moving quietly behind the walls while everyone else carried on believing the house was asleep. For a while, there were only pieces. A…

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  • The Reader

    Some people are merely reading the chapters of their life as they are exposed, not everyone can be a writer. There is something unsettling about realizing you have been holding the book upside down. You thought the blank pages meant you were supposed to fill them. You thought the pen belonged to you. It never…

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  • The Field Between Omens

    When I drove past the black dog with black eyes standing at the corner I knew it was the sign that everything was going to be alright. Which makes absolutely no sense. The dog didn’t speak. It didn’t move. It didn’t lift one paw and point dramatically toward my future. It simply stood there. Black…

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  • Borrowed Time

    Love never arrived when I was looking for it. It kicked the door open while I was distracted living. The first time, I was too young to understand what it was. The second time ended more like a horror story about a dog whose life was more important than mine, with the perpetrator playing the…

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  • When the Sky Kept Its Promise

    I always knew this day would come. Not because someone told me.Not because I read it in a book.But because there was something ancient in me that never doubted it. The day the planets would line up.The day the sky would stop whispering and start speaking plainly. I wanted to take you with me. I…

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  • The Queen of Hearts AND THAT MAN

    Valentine’s Day. Everyone celebrates the fairy tale.But no one asks how the queen earned her crown. Let me ask you something. What burns, but does not die?What loses everything and still walks away with more?What dines at tables it built, only to be left hungry, yet refuses to starve? The queen of hearts didn’t wake…

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  • The Architect Diaries — Part IV: The Vibration That Builds the Day

    You know the feeling before you even name it.You wake up already tuned to the right station.Your breath is steady. Your mind isn’t sprinting. Your chest is clear. You step into the morning, and the world steps aside for you. The coffee is perfect.The line moves fast.Every light turns green like it heard you coming.You…

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