April 15th – The Hour of Blocks, Locks, and the Moon That Refuses

April 15th strikes
not like a day
but like an hour:
15th o’clock,
a time that does not exist
and yet insists on happening.

It arrives as a block,
a solid interruption
in the flow of April,
a square of time
that refuses to melt
into the rest of the month.

Then c…Read More

The Infinite Repetition of a Pink‑Clad Madman

April 14th does not progress.
It repeats.
And repeats.
And repeats again.

It is the day caught in its own echo,
a looped corridor of hours
that refuse to move forward,
a calendar glitch
that feels almost intentional.

On this day,
time folds like a sheet of paper
creased too many t…Read More

A Monday of Opposites and Gravitational Longing

13th arrives
with the blunt honesty of a Monday
that refuses to disguise itself.

It is a day built on opposites,
light leaning against shadow,
certainty dissolving into doubt,
the heart pulling forward
while the mind drags its feet.

Everything contradicts everything.
Everything…Read More

April 11th — Ladders, Snakes and the Art of Forgetting

April 11th arrives
like a board game spilled across the floor,
ladders leaning toward impossible heights,
snakes coiled in patient spirals,
waiting for the moment
you think you understand the rules.

It is a day of ascents and descents,
of sudden rises
and quiet collapses,
of c…Read More