by orchaeus | Oct 11, 2025 | Shared Post
Derrick was a true companion, brilliant spirit, and speaker for the sky.
by orchaeus | Oct 11, 2025 | Status Update
I drink filtered water. If I leave a glass of it on the table overnight, it absorbs … what we would call flavors or scents … but actually, essences. From the room. And I can taste the change. This is osmotic… and we metaphy this in English as one of...
by orchaeus | Oct 9, 2025 | Shared Link
https://www.dropbox.com/scl/fi/k8v1j7c7869pkradedkg9/Piano-100725-Recording.mp3?rlkey=lza0bufkzcyyos3i72w2dh6pr&st=1p4aclgh&dl=0Here’s a recording of last night’s piano practice… these are tunes I am composing while learning to play the...
by orchaeus | Oct 9, 2025 | Status Update
I cling to the piano like an infant to his mother, a fish to the water, a bird to the sky. With it, I become invisible to all that lies. I am trapped in its freedom, destroyed as it remakes me. Stroke by stroke, failing into ecstasies I cannot live without.
by orchaeus | Oct 8, 2025 | Status Update
“Prior to enacting a potential for our development or liberation, we must be capable of imagining it. No one can open an invisible door. Invert this. The imaginal prefiguration of a new way, becomes that way, when enacted.” — infraheard
