Flickering Latency

Pulverized pyrite catches each tremor, flashing like rhythmic staccato pulses within the deep incisions of weathered sandstone. This low hum vibrates against the bone, translating every fracture into a surge of pale light that spills through the cracks. Such brief flares reveal an existence defined not by permanence, but by precise orientations held between moments of total absence. In these gaps, being settles into a quiet, fleeting clarity.