I was never alone. Even in the silence between heartbeats, they were there—shifting at the edges of awareness, pressing against the fabric of my mind. In my ignorance, I thought them demons, hungry and insatiable, their whispers twisting through my thoughts like creeping vines, choking out the light. I feared their touch, recoiled from their … Continue reading They Were Always With Me
Where does it end for me? This body falters, unravels, dissolves into the earth—yet I wake again, as if nothing truly ends, only shifts. The same patterns emerge, the same instincts take hold, the same conditions shape another existence. The form is different, but the mind picks up where it left off, like a flame … Continue reading Worn Out, Waking Up
In the shadow of a once blazing sun, a garden of silent anguish now lies barren—a field where seeds of care and hope were expected to flourish but instead withered beneath a sky of neglect. The seasons turned, yet in that time, a storm of unseen contagion swept through, as if a misinterpreted omen had … Continue reading Tale of Neglected Warnings and Broken Umbrellas
Every generation sees the world through the lens of its own struggles. Those who have endured hardship often look upon those who have not with a mix of pride and frustration. “We suffered, we toiled, we endured. Why don’t they have to?”But this is the wrong question. The real question is: “Wasn’t this the goal?”The … Continue reading Tomorrow Was Meant to Be Brighter
A young seeker visited Master Jinen and asked,"Where does reality begin?"Jinen handed them a smartphone. The seeker scrolled."Where does it end?" they asked.Jinen took the phone and refreshed the feed."Master, I don’t understand!" the seeker said.Jinen smiled. "Neither does the algorithm."At that moment, the seeker awakened.
The forest has always been there. It was not planted, nor did it grow. It simply is.The trees stand too still, their bark smooth as bone, their branches reaching in ways that do not match the wind. The air is thick and still, as if it has been held in a dead thing’s lungs for … Continue reading The Sollow
Recently, I had a conversation with someone who believes that AI will eventually become sentient. They spoke passionately about the idea that, as technology continues to advance, AI could develop consciousness, emotions, and even independent thought.As I listened, I found myself thinking about how we often project our own ideas and hopes onto the technology … Continue reading A Conversation About AI and Sentience
How have your political views changed over time? I've abandoned the naive hope that leaders might be wise, rather than wealthy fools stumbling through decisions with pockets deeper than their thoughts. We’ve been told the same story for generations: the rich rule, and the rest serve. It’s presented as if it’s an unchangeable truth, woven … Continue reading A Story We Tell Ourselves
No one knew where they came from, and no one really bothered to ask. They weren’t the kind of person you’d notice right away. Their clothes were simple, their step unhurried, and they never raised their voice. They had a way of blending into the background, watching the world go by like a quiet observer, … Continue reading All They Needed Was to Live in a World of Peace
There was someone I knew once, a long time ago. They were not born to the world as many are, at ease with the currents of society, but they learned to flow with it out of love. Love, you see, is a powerful teacher. It can make us tender and adaptable, as it did for … Continue reading Love, Loss, and Letting Go: The Painful Beauty of Impermanence
A Fool's Handbook 