entre multi versos
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an open diary about the worlds that coexist in me — written for the me of a few years from now. read, maybe, by you who lost your way here on the web.
“the eye sees.
memory re-sees.
and imagination trans-sees.
one must transver the world.”
/ the worlds seven equilibria of the same chaos
come closer — each world rehearses its own dance tap to rehearse · tap again to enter
This universe is still opening.
The notebook is open, its pages still blank. The first bricks are being laid — no schedule. Come back in a while, or don't. the place stays here.
entremultiversos · a notebook between text, image, code and silence · 2026—
entremultiversos · a notebook between text, image, code and silence · 2026—