a personal atlas / est. 2026
Normally, I would be fitting an obscure quote to put here or a hard-hitting truth bomb about life. Instead, I gamble. I make stuff up. I unravel. Time noodles are slipping from my fork. I need to find home soon.
↓ keep pulling the threadfind incorrigible poetry, prose, journals, book reviews, shit posts
lonely ideas like lonely planetsacts of bravado unfounded by the crowds~
↑ write to me and I'll write to you.
I just want to notice how I remember them
She is awkward mostly, slight twitch in her face when she says something serious but is trying hard to not sound as such. Taller than most, hard working and intelligent-ish if she could admit it. She thinks people don't notice her. Her oval face has no tell about what she thinks, her hands do most of the talking.
portrait draftWe only say our heys in the office kitchen at exactly the same time.
portrait draftBy the looks of it, he seems like a normal tech-loving guy. I should know nothing about him, we have talked only once but I feel like I do know him. Often entangled quantum particles communicate faster than the speed of light, they know each other's state instantly. He is quiet like me, but not thoughtless, in fact opposite of it. Bewildered by ideas, tries to be funny. Packs a lot of information in the little he says.
portrait draftEvery poem, essay, and stray note, hosted here in full — filter by kind or thread, or just search for the word you half-remember.
Half-finished proofs, things I find beautiful, and the slow work of a mathematician-in-training. A proof. A sketchbook.
A big mathematical idea, opened with a poem that already knew it. Quarterly, unhurried, in progress.
ongoing — current focusNotes from Wolf's Proof, Logic, and Conjecture, and whatever comes after it, in the years before Hagen.
rebuilding — 2026–2029The part of the site that looks the most like a CV, framed the way it actually feels: as curiosity that happens to pay rent.
the lines
Coming soon! LLM deutsch learning partner to journey from A1 to C2
Jigsaw pieces I put together
Be ye faithful unto the end.
Selkies, the odd corners of mythology, some witch magic
A rig, a budget, and a lot of patient waiting for clear sky.
Sketches, photos, whatever gets made with hands instead of words. Swipe or use the arrows.