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Stargazer
Somewhere in the slow, surgical unmaking of solitude, I lost track of almost everything I used to believe was real. Embracing spiritual surrender has redefined my identity. Through introspection and divine guidance, I’ve shed old patterns and evolved into a more authentic self.
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Home.
entry twenty three — scattered light, fractured grace: a quiet archive of light, loss, and what remains. The moon is a small, stubborn wound in the dark, haloed and patient. Branches reach like remembered names, skeletal and exact against the hush. The light slips through their fingers and leaves a trail of familiar ache. Not…
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Veil.
entry twenty two — scattered light, fractured grace: a quiet archive of light, loss, and what remains. Sometimes it feels like there is a different, almost literal space between seconds. A pause the world does not announce. There is intimacy in those spaces. Love. Beauty. A kind of quiet permission. There is me, and the…
catacosmosis 