Do we need mystery?
There’s enough missing already.
That we can never attain.
What use is it?
We have some truth.
Which is enough to live by.
Enough to survive.
In ignorance.
And in peace.
There’s enough missing already.
That we can never attain.
What use is it?
We have some truth.
Which is enough to live by.
Enough to survive.
In ignorance.
And in peace.
December 1, 2025 at 1:49 PM
Do we need mystery?
There’s enough missing already.
That we can never attain.
What use is it?
We have some truth.
Which is enough to live by.
Enough to survive.
In ignorance.
And in peace.
There’s enough missing already.
That we can never attain.
What use is it?
We have some truth.
Which is enough to live by.
Enough to survive.
In ignorance.
And in peace.
November 26, 2025 at 11:44 AM
The games I like.
To imagine as real.
Are not mine to play.
When I play them.
I do live out.
To the full extent.
Within reality's limitations.
The full manifestation.
Of imagined forces.
#videogames #poetry #indiedev
To imagine as real.
Are not mine to play.
When I play them.
I do live out.
To the full extent.
Within reality's limitations.
The full manifestation.
Of imagined forces.
#videogames #poetry #indiedev
November 25, 2025 at 11:01 AM
The games I like.
To imagine as real.
Are not mine to play.
When I play them.
I do live out.
To the full extent.
Within reality's limitations.
The full manifestation.
Of imagined forces.
#videogames #poetry #indiedev
To imagine as real.
Are not mine to play.
When I play them.
I do live out.
To the full extent.
Within reality's limitations.
The full manifestation.
Of imagined forces.
#videogames #poetry #indiedev
Billions of fingerprints.
Are over each other.
And they never touch.
They never erase.
History.
But they scatter.
Each touch.
Into billions.
Of acts.
#poetry
Are over each other.
And they never touch.
They never erase.
History.
But they scatter.
Each touch.
Into billions.
Of acts.
#poetry
November 21, 2025 at 9:38 PM
Billions of fingerprints.
Are over each other.
And they never touch.
They never erase.
History.
But they scatter.
Each touch.
Into billions.
Of acts.
#poetry
Are over each other.
And they never touch.
They never erase.
History.
But they scatter.
Each touch.
Into billions.
Of acts.
#poetry
There is a man we need.
And others need him, too.
While we are patient.
We are getting desperate.
So is he.
And others need him, too.
While we are patient.
We are getting desperate.
So is he.
November 20, 2025 at 10:20 PM
There is a man we need.
And others need him, too.
While we are patient.
We are getting desperate.
So is he.
And others need him, too.
While we are patient.
We are getting desperate.
So is he.
I realised it needed more.
And all I had was time.
I applied my time.
I aged.
And my time went into it.
But it is still incomplete.
And my time is running out.
What should I do with it?
Give it all away.
Because it needs it?
#indiedev #IndieGameDevs #poetry
And all I had was time.
I applied my time.
I aged.
And my time went into it.
But it is still incomplete.
And my time is running out.
What should I do with it?
Give it all away.
Because it needs it?
#indiedev #IndieGameDevs #poetry
November 20, 2025 at 9:57 PM
I realised it needed more.
And all I had was time.
I applied my time.
I aged.
And my time went into it.
But it is still incomplete.
And my time is running out.
What should I do with it?
Give it all away.
Because it needs it?
#indiedev #IndieGameDevs #poetry
And all I had was time.
I applied my time.
I aged.
And my time went into it.
But it is still incomplete.
And my time is running out.
What should I do with it?
Give it all away.
Because it needs it?
#indiedev #IndieGameDevs #poetry
I am holding back the game.
So I can be sane.
And continue to live seriously.
As a clown.
I need that.
I need to try.
And keep it in my head.
For as long as possible.
But I need to let go.
Of secret joys.
#indiegamedev
So I can be sane.
And continue to live seriously.
As a clown.
I need that.
I need to try.
And keep it in my head.
For as long as possible.
But I need to let go.
Of secret joys.
#indiegamedev
November 18, 2025 at 8:41 AM
I am holding back the game.
So I can be sane.
And continue to live seriously.
As a clown.
I need that.
I need to try.
And keep it in my head.
For as long as possible.
But I need to let go.
Of secret joys.
#indiegamedev
So I can be sane.
And continue to live seriously.
As a clown.
I need that.
I need to try.
And keep it in my head.
For as long as possible.
But I need to let go.
Of secret joys.
#indiegamedev
November 18, 2025 at 3:36 AM
I am giving my games.
My personal touch.
Between their rules.
Is a personality.
That tries to break through.
Their logic.
And it means nothing.
Doing nothing.
With no game.
Or computer.
A feeling.
In me.
Deeper than code.
Is lost.
#poetry #indiegame #indiegamedev
My personal touch.
Between their rules.
Is a personality.
That tries to break through.
Their logic.
And it means nothing.
Doing nothing.
With no game.
Or computer.
A feeling.
In me.
Deeper than code.
Is lost.
#poetry #indiegame #indiegamedev
November 15, 2025 at 12:34 PM
I am giving my games.
My personal touch.
Between their rules.
Is a personality.
That tries to break through.
Their logic.
And it means nothing.
Doing nothing.
With no game.
Or computer.
A feeling.
In me.
Deeper than code.
Is lost.
#poetry #indiegame #indiegamedev
My personal touch.
Between their rules.
Is a personality.
That tries to break through.
Their logic.
And it means nothing.
Doing nothing.
With no game.
Or computer.
A feeling.
In me.
Deeper than code.
Is lost.
#poetry #indiegame #indiegamedev
I once made a level to torture a friend. But he had fun.
It was video games
Anything could be endured.
#indiegamedev #videogames
It was video games
Anything could be endured.
#indiegamedev #videogames
November 13, 2025 at 11:11 PM
I once made a level to torture a friend. But he had fun.
It was video games
Anything could be endured.
#indiegamedev #videogames
It was video games
Anything could be endured.
#indiegamedev #videogames
I recall playing my first game.
I understood it immediately.
Why do you think so?
And did it need to explain itself?
It did not.
I saw through it.
With unkown experience.
From another life.
#videogames #poetry #indiegames #indiegamedev
I understood it immediately.
Why do you think so?
And did it need to explain itself?
It did not.
I saw through it.
With unkown experience.
From another life.
#videogames #poetry #indiegames #indiegamedev
November 13, 2025 at 5:38 AM
I recall playing my first game.
I understood it immediately.
Why do you think so?
And did it need to explain itself?
It did not.
I saw through it.
With unkown experience.
From another life.
#videogames #poetry #indiegames #indiegamedev
I understood it immediately.
Why do you think so?
And did it need to explain itself?
It did not.
I saw through it.
With unkown experience.
From another life.
#videogames #poetry #indiegames #indiegamedev
I am preparing my first release.
And I am preparing to let it go.
Once I am finished.
The truth is that I am.
But I’m not yet ready to let it go.
But it is time.
And they are waiting.
And they know it is ready.
Somehow.
#IndieGameDev #poetry
And I am preparing to let it go.
Once I am finished.
The truth is that I am.
But I’m not yet ready to let it go.
But it is time.
And they are waiting.
And they know it is ready.
Somehow.
#IndieGameDev #poetry
November 13, 2025 at 5:36 AM
I am preparing my first release.
And I am preparing to let it go.
Once I am finished.
The truth is that I am.
But I’m not yet ready to let it go.
But it is time.
And they are waiting.
And they know it is ready.
Somehow.
#IndieGameDev #poetry
And I am preparing to let it go.
Once I am finished.
The truth is that I am.
But I’m not yet ready to let it go.
But it is time.
And they are waiting.
And they know it is ready.
Somehow.
#IndieGameDev #poetry
The void calls to gamers.
And they bring their play.
So that games are all there is.
Which makes them into life.
As they always were.
To the lifeless void.
#poetry #videogames
And they bring their play.
So that games are all there is.
Which makes them into life.
As they always were.
To the lifeless void.
#poetry #videogames
November 13, 2025 at 5:24 AM
The void calls to gamers.
And they bring their play.
So that games are all there is.
Which makes them into life.
As they always were.
To the lifeless void.
#poetry #videogames
And they bring their play.
So that games are all there is.
Which makes them into life.
As they always were.
To the lifeless void.
#poetry #videogames