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Godliness in Stone

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  Scene 1 It smells like… time down here. Not just damp earth or rot, but something older. A primal scent that’s been waiting in the dark for a millennium. I’m recording this at the bottom of the scar somewhere in the anomaly. In my mind, it's called the Necropolis Gully . My helmet is trying to map it—casting these sterile, digital grids over the moss and the stone—but the data doesn’t make sense. It’s glitching. It’s shuddering against the reality of this place. I don't know why I'm here, looking at ruins. Just... debris. But in the ruins, I found the ghosts of a future that never happened. I was walking over shards of polymerised memories . This was once a city.  It was meant to be the heart of a new world that... simply stopped. It wasn't an engineering failure. It was a failure of existence. Holding that slate, I felt this... weight. The grief of the architect. The "wounds of unbuilt dreams." I realised then that this isn't a graveyard for people. It’...

Where is this road taking us?

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It is the same place and same time Being in a different time and associated with the same construct So much place is taken up by the same being Is the need to move forward a priority over being in place and time? No matter how far we have traveled the same social construct has remained steadfast in place.

Ubud It happens in this time.

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It happens in this time. Within all of this hassell and bustle, there is peace to be found. It matters that our approach of founding is addressed. If we don't walk so fast,  if our minds are rested. We will have found this, where and whenever we intend understanding. Time were ritual is small,  place where space is eternal. There is a pattern to making sense. Personalised and collective. Forget the calling of the influential and competitive. Forget the combatants. Attempt to day dream. Fall over the drawn line. Re-position and let each door open wide. So much to see in so many small spaces. A universe in each unearthed cavity. There are many gods who nonsensically watch us. All whispering whilst we restrictively rant. They have privileged loss. They have fallen from superiority to obscurity. Their stories are silent whilst we are glorious in distraction. Fall with them, dream with them,  be at mind with them. Within each fall, the...

Away from the maddening crowd

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Have you ever been to Bali? Have you visited the hills of Ubud? Have you stayed in Penestanan? Try it you may like it. Get away from the tourist industry, that spikes your adrenaline and roadblocks your inner mind. Get away from the maddening crowds. Stay in a family home-stay. Where rest and relaxation is premium, Where it is so peaceful, Where it is still and quiet, With tropical gardens, Statues of gods, Little moats and personalised bridges. All mannered by human touch. Waiting and whispering to your senses. Perfumed sounds of cultural resonance. A sentiment in time and place.