HeyJaredThe Liminal Walker
Through myth and story, I discover who I truly am. What was once exiled is reclaimed through story. I walk thresholds and descend into the underworld, the place that has always felt like home. Welcome.
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- 8
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- Sep 26, 2026
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- Aug 31, 2026
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The Wingless Dragon (opens the original)
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I lost my christian angel wingsfalling from heavensaying goodbye to my innocence.Within my dreams,my wingless being reached to fly.At times I soareduntil my thoughts returnedto fall towards the Earth.Exploration and reclamation of my depthsrelinquished what was not mine to carryBecoming empty, I turned my sensing gaze:in my darkness I discoveredthe light of a galaxy of starsorbiting my gravity.My Phoenix being rose once again,not from the ash of ruinbut from the possibilities of stardust.My spac
Letting Go Is Not Annihilation (opens the original)
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Text within this block will maintain its original spacing when publishedI know you're scared to let go. I was, too. What even is there if nothing matters? Survival feels tenuous in the face of the void. The void is not what you think. There is the nihilistic void where you feel at the mercy of the bleak apathy of the darkness. Everything that once seemed so important burns in the cold ruthlessness of reality. You're barely hanging on as it is. You have so little to hold onto even though the rema
My Ancient Beginnings: The Cosmic Expanse (opens the original)
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Content Warning: This piece contains phenomenological symbolic descriptions of an NDE from violent trauma. Proceed mindfully.If you have stumbled on my work, welcome. Here is part 1: My Ancient BeginningsText within this block will maintain its original spacing when publishedThe crushing pressure of my oceanic abyss has disappeared into something else. In the void of darkness you are called to disperse your being and join
My Ancient Beginnings (opens the original)
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Text within this block will maintain its original spacing when publishedContent warning: Phenomenological descriptions of life threatening violence. Proceed mindfully. You float atop my ocean surface splaying your arms and legs beckoning me to receive you into my depths. You assuage my concerns with your bouncing melodic voice softening my rigidity, “Within your grasp, I shall not drown.” Fine. Watery tendrils serpentine around your body enveloping the entirety of your being. Our bond made real
A Dance in Participation (opens the original)
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Text within this block will maintain its original spacing when publishedWithin the darkness of creation in the forge of my mind I see your face: the contours of your cheeks, your lips slightly parted, your weather strewn eyes that search mine. Sunlight streaks across your hair; the light claws across your face just for a glimpse of the canvas of the being I cherish. We dance before the galaxy of my soul twirling with the cycle of life. Your gentle fervent love resurrecting the pulse of my forgot
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