These writings were always meant to be found,

not buried, not forgotten, just waiting for the right voice to breathe them awake.

Each page began as a quiet experiment:

a thought half-formed, a moment pinned between dream and daylight.

I wrote them for the page,

but they refused to stay there.

Now they live where they were always meant to,

in air, in resonance, in the small vibrations that turn words into feeling.

What you’re about to hear isn’t exactly fiction.

It’s a collection of field notes from a life spent learning how to rise,

how to return,

how to listen to what the world leaves unsaid.

You may think these are stories.

They’re not.

They’re demonstrations.

The physics of emotion,

the mathematics of memory,

the pulse of everything that forgets and remembers at once.

So… Welcome.

To the first volume of The Randoverse.

To the guidebook on impossible balance,

written long ago for a future that is always arriving.

Here, every sound is deliberate.

Every silence, alive.

And every word

is already in motion.

Welcome, to Vol 1.

Welcome, to A Guide to Levitating at Twenty-Three Degrees.

Welcome, to The Randoverse…