Between waking
and dreaming.
I write about life, culture, and whatever stays on my mind.
Sometimes a dream leaves behind a vivid image. If I can still remember it when I wake, I describe it to AI and see what takes shape.
This is a place to keep both: words I write myself, and images that begin in dreams.
The writing appears in Chinese and English. The dreams have no single style.
“I made a small record of the existence of carbon-based life.”From Here OnRead the first essay