Nosideism

From the Phantom Bartender’s Lost and Found Shelf Some stories vanish not because they were unworthy—but because the system was too saturated to notice their signal. What you’re about to read is a recovered ritual from that moment: a serialized descent into legacy collapse, recursive spectacle, and

An excerpt from the Lemur’s Field Guide to Posthuman Cartography “Know thyself,” they said. “Clear your cache,” they meant.” Let’s say someone wants to understand you. Not you-you—not the one with thoughts and feelings and that weird childhood memory involving a balloon and a goat. No, they

[This article expands on the topics previously discussed in The Jenga Doctrine. The original conversation behind these posts formed the foundation for a storytelling game that has yet to be released, but the dialogue has been reverberating persistently for a while.] Amid rising climate instability, faltering global supply chains, and

8:12 a.m. The tea’s just starting to steep. The dog’s doing that thing where she paws my elbow until I look at her, then forgets what she wanted. Outside, the city slowly wakes. The bridges haven’t moved. But something did. It’s been a week