Hello World!

Everything in this blog is fictional. And yet, nothing here is entirely made up. Characters, events, and settings intertwine imagined and real elements so tightly that neither can stand without the other.

I call this approach Blog Fiction — a genre where multiple, interwoven settings coexist in a shared, time-bound narrative space.

I’m not here as an author in the usual sense. Sometimes a witness, sometimes a participant — mostly an unreliable narrator, like everyone else around here. Trust none, but listen to all.

What unfolds touches on memory, machine logic, mythic residues, and the art of misremembering. Don’t worry about reading in order: there is none.

Paradoxically, this unreal space may offer more clarity than any rigorously fact-based essay — the kind so easily mimicked, outplayed, and neutered by today’s simulacra. Fiction, here, is not an escape. It’s a lens.

The song that follows tells of the end of a long and dramatic story that will begin unfolding for you now. It is about the man who solved the puzzle of humanity’s missing DNA strand — the desire to be. Listen, and feel at least a small spark of the incredible joy that is being shared across time and space.