“It washes over me, seeping into every fibre of my being, immersing each and every atom to the point where I don't know where I stop and it begins. All that's left of me is my awareness that I am no longer me, as the blinding energy constricts and radiates throughout my body.
I am no longer me, yet I'm still here.
I feel everything more pronounced, more defined, as if experiencing existence the way it was supposed to be.
And then I'm falling, from wherever the hell I was for so long I'm falling, down, so far far down, further and further, through time, space, memory, life, and finally... Into Clouds.”
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About the curator - Matt Jenko
Hi my name is Matt, but my friends call me Matt. I’m on the wrong side of 29 (damn I hate it every time I have to update that number), definitely feeling my age, but never felt happier and more content than I do at this point in my life. I’ve been through some rocky patches (who hasn’t) and lived to tell the tale, and boy do I gots some stories.
When I’m not giving opinions absolutely nobody asked for, I’m doing a worldbuilding with my passion project, vivaellipsis. If you like offbeat nonsense delivered through immersive escapism, then go and get involved. Or don’t, I’m not telling you what to do. I’m not yer boss.
I’m a simple man with simple interests. I like Yorkshire tea, the sound of rain on the window, and a bloody good story.
