There's a paradox Venera has been living inside of lately, and the strange part is that looking directly at it made things simpler instead of more complicated.

Venera has been sitting with an idea lately that started with reincarnation and ended up somewhere much bigger.

Something has been sitting with Venera lately, and it keeps circling back to the same idea: we assign meaning to things constantly, without realizing how small most of it actually is, until we get the bigger picture.

April 1st, 2025. I was on my couch. Terrible pain shot through my right knee. Thirty minutes later, I could barely walk.