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Schlaaawiener @schlaaawiener.bsky.social

#windschrift

Windscript: Without Any There is a silence before the name. Before the foot moves, before the voice shapes breath into word. That is where it rests. Not waiting. Not seeking. Just resting — like a shore that does not chase the tide. No mask fits here. No crown. No scar. No duty to become. Even the light bends inward, learning to glow without reason. There were dreams once. Maps drawn from memory. But even memory, when held too long, becomes another name. Now, there is no center. No witness. Only the vast unspoken — where even the stars forget to burn. This is not surrender. Nor arrival. It is simply the place where nothing must be held anymore. And in that space, this truth quietly remains: “I'm not one, I'm not any anymore.”
jul 14, 2025, 12:53 pm • 4 0

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