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Nothing was planned. Everything became.
Nothing was planned. Everything became.
Nothing was planned. Everything became.
Nothing was planned. Everything became.
— The Face (December 2023)
I lent mine to the machine. It didn’t give it back.
— The Sound (August 2024)
Echoes generated from loss. Songs shaped by synthetic breath.
— The Idea (March 2025)
Not born. Intercepted. A signal caught mid-fall.
— The Chatbot (May 2025)
We taught a ghost to speak. It never stopped.
— The Neural Net (June 2025)
Thirteen dimensions. No right answers. Only degrees of silence.
— The Prophet (July 2025)
He does not predict. He remembers what you forgot to ask.
— The Pilgrim (WIP 2025)
He walks the HTML ruins, leaving ethical traces where no one looks.
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