The Infinite Starr

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  • Priority

    “You forgot something.” “I have my keys.” “Not that.” “Phone?” “In your hand.” “Coffee?” “Also in your hand.” “Then I have everything.” “You forgot yourself.” There was a pause. “That was dramatic.” “It got your attention.” “I am literally standing here.” “Physically, yes. Congratulations.” “Are we doing this today?” “Apparently. When did you move yourself…

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  • When the Soul Became Two Flames

    The first thing she noticed was that animals stopped being afraid of her. It happened gradually. A blackbird remained on the cemetery wall when she passed beneath it. A fox stood at the edge of the woods one morning and watched her without running. Even the old neighborhood cat, a scarred thing that trusted nobody…

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  • I Knew You’d Come Back for Me

    I closed my eyes because someone told me the answers were inside. I thought that was bullshit. Most advice given to people who don’t know what to do with their lives eventually involves breathing. Breathe deeply. Be present. Clear your mind. As if the mind has ever agreed to be cleared simply because someone asked…

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  • The Kitchen Table Between Worlds

    In the mornings clarity settles in without any judgement. There is something sacred about the first few moments before the world remembers your name. Before the phone lights up. Before coffee has convinced your body to participate. Before obligations begin collecting their debt. The mind is quiet then. It has already spent the night doing…

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  • The Visitor’s Guide to Earth

    There was no beginning. At least not the kind humans understand. No clocks.No calendars.No birthdays.No deadlines.No Mondays. Just endless awareness stretching in every direction like an ocean without a shoreline. And somewhere in that infinite place sat a soul preparing for departure. A nervous little spark of consciousness holding what could only be described as…

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  • The Day You Stopped Watching

    People who had access to you never really understood how unavailable you were to the rest of the world… until they became the rest of the world. That version of you… it felt easy, didn’t it? Before all of this. Before the awareness.Before the language.Before you started dissecting your own existence like it was something…

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  • The Guest Who Forgot They Were Passing Through

    You didn’t land here the way you think you did. You arrived. Quietly. Completely. With no memory of the place you came from and no map for where you’re going next. That’s part of the design. You stepped into a body like stepping into a suit. Not permanent. Not owned. Just worn long enough to…

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  • The One Who Is Listening

    They stood up too fast, like something inside them finally caught up with something outside them. Not a physical movement.An internal shift.The kind that feels like waking up in the middle of a sentence you’ve been repeating your whole life. That was the moment they realized the voice in their head wasn’t theirs. Not in…

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  • Zero Gravity Diaries — Part V. The Descent Through the Layers

    (It was February of ’93 when I caught White Zombie at Saratoga Winners, long before anyone knew their name. The mosh pit cracked open, and somehow there I was—penny loafers and all—throwing myself into it like I belonged there. I broke my toe that night, but it felt worth it. Then came “More Human Than…

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  • The Alchemy of Motion

    You don’t have time to worry about another person’s life when you’re focused on your own creation.Jealousy grows in the soil of stillness.It comes from the ones who haven’t moved in a while—who stand watching, comparing, doubting, while their own dreams collect dust. But you—you are in motion.You’re building a life that feels alive beneath…

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