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XXVII. For Your Arrival.
“I spent the morning destroying evidence” the world mistook it for care. What else have we perfected, besides vanishing beautifully?
Charlene Iris
11 hours ago1 min read
XXI. I Am Not What You See.
To be watched is not the same as being seen.
A piece about visibility, misunderstanding, and the deliberate rebellion of withholding yourself.
Charlene Iris
Jul 233 min read
XX. How To Suffer Politely: The Blueprints of Descent.
A soft-spoken reckoning.
A ritual for when the world comes calling.
Charlene Iris
Jul 162 min read
XVI. The Anatomy of Want.
He has everything.
Still, he wants.
A poetic autopsy of power and the man it unravels.
Charlene Iris
Jul 92 min read
XV. Don’t Watch Our Alien Movies.
The aliens came for insight. They left clinically depressed. A darkly funny monologue on observation, spectacle, and socks with Crocs.
Charlene Iris
Jul 73 min read
XII. The Coral Halls.
What secrets lie beneath the reef’s shimmering surface? Dive into a poetic exploration of underwater politics, hidden alliances, and silent dramas .
Charlene Iris
Jun 282 min read
II. Redefining Success.
A post about redefining success. Trading the pursuit of approval for quiet fulfillment, presence over performance, and being enough.
Charlene Iris
Mar 303 min read
Musings
Wander through the dusk-lit rooms of SomEpiphany.
A quiet archive: the tender, the tangled, the mildly ridiculous—fragments of life that insisted on being remembered.
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