A small record

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 On
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