Torrent: Samsara

In the old cosmologies, they spoke of the River of Forgetfulness (Lethe) or the Burning Ground (Purgatory). But those are gentle streams compared to this. The Samsara Torrent is not a passage to an end; it is the engine of a beginning that never arrives.

It does not begin with a flood, but with a drip.

Imagine a river that flows upward .

And somewhere, a drop falls.

But most do not rise. Most clutch at debris: a gold coin from a life as a miser, a child’s shoe from a life as a parent, a scepter from a life as a tyrant. And the debris pulls them under, into the crushing dark where the pressure is so great that desire itself fuses into diamond—hard, beautiful, and utterly useless. Samsara Torrent

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A single, saline tear tracing the geography of a cheek. Then another. Then the rain over a battlefield where no flag survives. Then the blood of a mother in childbirth, mixing with the mud. Then the oil slick from a ship that missed its star. This is the Samsara Torrent: the accumulated gravity of every unwept grief, every unresolved rage, every whispered promise broken before the moon could witness it. In the old cosmologies, they spoke of the

Drip.