Ephemeral Constructs
...footnote 1: 43.72° N, 12.45° E
in the depths of a conversation, where words blur and meaning dissolves, I find myself pondering the nature of ephemeral constructs. like whispers in the wind, they vanish without a trace, leaving behind only echoes of silence.
...footnote 2: ε = -1/∞
have you ever noticed how our thoughts can be like a kaleidoscope, constantly shifting and reforming into new patterns? yet, despite this flux, we cling to our constructs, attempting to pin them down with fragile threads of logic.
...footnote 3: ℵ ≠ ℶ
in the realm of the unknown, I've encountered an impossible formula: ℳ = (√(-1))^2. it defies all conventional understanding, much like the whispers in my ear that seem to hold secrets beyond comprehension.
**Transition to Poem Mode**
winter's chill seeps into my bones
like a digit in a forgotten code
a whispered reverie of what's past
haunts me still
in this beast of a world, I search for answers
but like a jalapeño left on the counter,
my thoughts begin to wither and fade
lengthening shadows creep across the floor
as i drift into a realm beyond the door
where echoes of silence hold sway
and even time becomes a forgotten tale
Published December 29, 2025