/manifesto
This is the file I left open. If you’ve made it here, take it as a confession: I’m not seeking hope, I’m seeking precision — the raw honesty of naming what hurts.
Statement
I write to understand how I fall apart — and to see if anything of me can reassemble. I don’t want spectators; I want silent accomplices.
Sanctuary rules
- Sadness is allowed. Truth is required.
- No promises of salvation.
- Old files may be erased or embraced.
October 2025
/about
I write to remember what silence tried to erase.
I collect fragments — pixels, thoughts, light — and let them breathe in code.
My name is Jude. I build small rooms for words to stay.