This is part two of my Zero State series — a slow walk into the quiet centre where everything reorganises itself. If you’ve ever felt yourself collapse into stillness and wondered why it felt both terrifying and necessary, this one is for you. We’re going deeper into the mechanics of the void — what nothing actually does  when it starts working on you. When the world goes silent around you, something deeper starts humming beneath you. That’s the hidden architecture of the zer

Fire and Ice in Suspension There comes a point when the air around you stops buzzing. No push, no pull. Just suspension. The to-do lists evaporate, the goals lose flavour, and even music sounds like static. This is not laziness, and it’s not enlightenment. It’s the zero state — the space between endings and beginnings where the self dissolves into pure signal. At first it feels like dying. You don’t want, you don’t need, you don’t care. The world keeps spinning its loud illus

Once upon a time, in a beautiful forest, there stood a powerful tree. Her roots dug deep, her branches stretched high, and her trunk grew strong, forged by years of weathering storms. The tree has stood in this forest for many seasons—facing endless winters, blistering heat, and all manner of challenges that would test her resilience. And, as the years passed, this tree grew weary. One November day, a toxic, white mist swept across the forest, casting a shadow that felt heavy