Infiniteregression Stories

Time ends. Time begins. Time returns. I have walked this path before. I will walk it again. I walk it now. Each breath is a life. Each life, a flicker. Each flicker, forgotten. I do not remember-yet I am drawn forward. Not by fate. Not by prophecy. But by something older than both: the weight of return. Infinity is not a line. It is a circle disguised as a ladder. I climb to fall. I fall to climb. In the motion, I vanish. In vanishing, I remain. There is no name for what I am. No word for what I've become. A shadow that precedes its light. An echo that forgets its voice. In dream-born halls of silence and illusion, I pursue the veil that flees as I reach- and shreds as I pass. Each place I arrive, I have already left. Each step I take is taken again. The past has not yet arrived. The future has already passed. Moments fold into moments. Shadows echo shadows. What was is not what will be-what is, was never meant to be. Time trembles. Memory fades. The now remains. And in this collapsing, eternal instant- between silence and knowing, between breath and name- I open my eyes. I open my eyes. And the world forgets me once more. ... ... -------------- Join the official discord server here: https://discord.gg/eFSwb6hQ9e