Easter
Sunday. Easter and the clocks changed, so somebody stole an hour from a holiday already occupied by church, relatives and enough food to compromise structural integrity. Yuri called after lunch....
Traditions & Culture
ECLIXAR
digital diary
Journal.
fragments of quiet intelligence
There is a manner in which certain things ask to be written, not so that they may be found, but because to exist in silence, for too long, eventually becomes insufficient. It is not urgency. It is something closer to a necessity that makes no noise, waiting patiently until it discovers the proper form. This archive was born in such a way.
Not as a diary. Not as a blog. Not as something that is updated merely for the sake of appearing alive. It is a place where certain thoughts come to rest, those which do not dissolve, those which return, those which insist with the silent obstinacy of things that truly belong to you...
Every article is a scene. Every word, a frame of something that would not have remained, had it not
been writtenFrom the archive.
Affinity & Heart
Erick Is Tired
Saturday. Erick came over before we went out and sat on the floor while I tried on approximately half my wardrobe. Usually this produces commentary. Tonight he just sat there....
School & Learning
Tests
Wednesday. Mathematics 10. Physics 9½. Literature 8½. I am increasingly convinced that examinations are relaxing compared with people because a question on paper cannot suddenly announce it `”needs space.”` Remember...
Body & Energy
Not Going Out
Saturday. Stayed home. Tea happened at five, four biscuits, then music, Yuri, some HTML and an extremely long MSN conversation with Edo about whether my recent techno enthusiasm constitutes betrayal....
Questions & Musings
Things Parents Don’t Own
Tuesday. I’ve been thinking about Erick because he had another argument at home. There is something very strange about raising a person to have a mind and then becoming angry...
Affinity & Heart
Erick + Mark
Saturday. Erick and Mark are together. Hikari knows now. Yuri met Mark tonight. Marico already knew him slightly. Mark is funny, calmer than Erick and apparently equipped with the patience...
Affinity & Heart
Mark
Wednesday. Erick told me. His name is Mark. I am not writing anything else until Erick decides it is information he wants other people to have. The Internet does not...
Affinity & Heart
Erick
Saturday. Erick has been acting strange for approximately a week. Not ordinary Erick strange. Quiet strange. Hikari has noticed too. We are waiting. Remember me, Eclipse.
Memory & Time
February
Thursday. Hikari has Marico. I have Yuri. Edo has opinions. Tia has all my Genova gossip. School has most of my daylight. Balanced, more or less. Remember me, Eclipse.
Music & Sound
Zicky
Saturday. Matrix. Zicky tonight, and I have finally worked out one reason I like this world so much: personality survives even when nobody is singing a conventional song. People who...
School & Learning
10
Wednesday. Physics. 10. I have nothing modest to add. Remember me, Eclipse.
History & Places
Genova, Tia, Rain
Saturday. Genova again. Rain all afternoon, the kind that makes the stones darker and turns every plan into `”we can still go if you want.”` Tia and I still went....
Why?
Because every thought leaves a trace. If something moved you, disturbed you, softened you, or made you think, leave it here, quietly.