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in the moment she answered
formless in-between states of grief
shadows dancing underneath her eyes
she did not recognise me
darkness
dull and desperate
before the beginning
began
i caught myself staring like a
chimp caught humping another
chimp, never would i be better
imitating the ways of the master not to
create but to destroy the beat of her heart
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Hi, I'm Clay Lowe. I'm a narrative alchemist working at the intersection of depth psychology, chaos magick, alchemy, mythic imagination, and myth-making in the AI age. I treat stories as spiritual technology, the code we use to construct reality. I design games and tools, and create practices for inner transformation and self-mastery.
