Bran, morning. Honestly, at first I was like “what on earth is happening here?” But sometimes there’s something strangely compelling about things you can’t completely understand. Somehow they stick in your head more than the things that make perfect sense.
This feels less like narrative and more like someone channeling symbols in real time. The beaver, the cube, the pond, Metatron — none of it tries to become fully rational, and the piece is stronger when it leans into that strange dream-logic instead of explaining itself.
“Not, the beaver slap?” genuinely made me smile though. It interrupts the cosmic tone just enough to make the whole thing feel unexpectedly alive and human.
Bran, morning. Honestly, at first I was like “what on earth is happening here?” But sometimes there’s something strangely compelling about things you can’t completely understand. Somehow they stick in your head more than the things that make perfect sense.
Good mornin! Sir
This is a series, of sorts. Go back through my posts. All the way back, starting with
https://substack.com/@braniberi/p-186928271
Thanks!
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This feels less like narrative and more like someone channeling symbols in real time. The beaver, the cube, the pond, Metatron — none of it tries to become fully rational, and the piece is stronger when it leans into that strange dream-logic instead of explaining itself.
“Not, the beaver slap?” genuinely made me smile though. It interrupts the cosmic tone just enough to make the whole thing feel unexpectedly alive and human.
Thank you! Sir.