The Infinite Starr

reality

  • Whose House?

    There was a woman living in my house who looked exactly like me. I noticed her before I saw her. That is how these things usually begin. Not with apparitions standing at the foot of the bed or doors slamming themselves in the middle of the night. Nothing so theatrical. It began with a coffee…

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  • When the Music Stopped

    No one remembered hearing the machine start. Everyone remembered wondering why the silence felt so loud after it stopped. It wasn’t announced. There were no flashing lights. No emergency broadcast. No countdown. Just a strange feeling that somewhere beneath everything…something enormous had sighed its last breath. Then the world blinked. Not dramatically. Not with explosions…

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  • The Kingdom Where Jack Got Lost

    There is a kingdom that does not appear on google maps. No passport will get you there. No road sign points in its direction. You don’t accidentally wander into it. You build it. Brick by brick. Sentence by sentence. Lie by lie. The people who lived there called it truth. Everyone else simply called it…

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  • The Courtroom Without Walls

    There is an old game people play. Two truths and one lie. Two lies and one truth. Most people think the object is fooling everyone else. It isn’t. The object has always been fooling yourself. I wandered into an old courthouse one evening that wasn’t marked on any map. It had no judge. No jury.…

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  • The Instructions That Never Stop Talking

    If you think it, you are right.Left, right, sideways, upside down.You are right. Focus on me or don’t.Listen to me or don’t.Either way, you’re right. Because what you see is all that will ever be.Not because it’s true, but because it’s the only version you keep feeding. Tell me your story and I will tell…

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  • The World Is Empty (Until It Isn’t)

    There is nothing here.That is what you are certain of.You move through days like empty rooms,counting what is missing instead of what is present. You keep waiting for something to arrive.A sign. A shift. A moment that proves this place has weight.You look outward, scanning the horizon,as if meaning is supposed to walk toward you.…

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