The Infinite Starr

spiritual-growth

  • The Ones Born Under the Moon

    There comes a strange hour when the mathematics of loss changes. You stop counting the people who left and begin considering what left with you. The room looks different from that side of the equation. There will always be replacements. Another name saved in the phone, another body sitting in the chair, another person learning…

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  • Fun Fact

    You wake up one random day under the sun and finally take the advice of someone born ten years too late, unless you were the one born ten years too early. Time has a strange sense of humor that way. It will send the right person through the wrong decade and still expect you to…

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  • Ghost Story

    Eventually, loving them begins to require something crueler than staying. You let them go. You stand at a distance and watch them dance with their devil, recognizing the steps because you watched them practice for years. There is a hollowness behind their eyes that you once tried desperately to reach. You stop trying. Not because…

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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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  • Consequences of Division

    The demons had been unusually restless since the veil began to thin. They had always lived among us, although in earlier centuries they possessed the dignity to remain mostly invisible. They preferred cathedrals after midnight, the bedsides of dying kings, the corners of rooms where grief had been left unattended for too many years. They…

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  • The Cage That Fed Everyone

    A person who sits with their demons long enough realizes that they are all teachers wearing masks. I used to think they came carrying pitchforks. Turns out they arrived holding mirrors. Funny how disappointment always introduces itself as punishment until enough years pass for you to realize it was simply an instructor with terrible bedside…

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  • The Doorway That Read Corrupted Light

    There are stories that never found a religion because they were too old for scripture. They existed before language became organized, before mankind decided that the invisible should have names. They passed from one generation to another as whispers. Not because they were forbidden, but because they could not be proven. Some truths were never…

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  • Chasing Butterflies

    There is a strange little meadow that very few people ever notice. Not because it is hidden. Because nobody stays still long enough to see it. The butterflies there are unlike any you’ve ever imagined. Their wings shimmer with colors that seem to change depending on who is looking at them. Gold for the ambitious.…

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  • Reflections Without Witnesses

    There was an old mirror that had never belonged to anyone. Not because no one wanted it. Because no one could keep it. It refused to tell the story people wanted. It only told the story that was. Collectors tried to frame it in gold. Kings tried to hide it behind velvet. Actors rehearsed in…

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  • The Garden of Echoes

    There is a garden that grows without sunlight. It doesn’t need rain. It doesn’t even need soil. It grows inside every person who has ever opened their mouth. No one plants it on purpose. Yet every day it becomes exactly what it is fed. Some gardens bloom with impossible colors. Others become overrun with weeds…

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