Observations on the
Ephemeral ★ Permanent.
A surrealist digital salon by Jannat Binte Aslam — dispatches from Dhaka's rooftops, dense economic theory, and the silence of clouds.
THE BELL JAR (1963)
“I saw my life branching out before me like the green fig tree in the story. From the tip of every branch, like a fat purple fig, a wonderful future beckoned and winked...”
Select a node to inspect dispatches from that unlived fork.
My Liberation Notes
A December fragment on the architecture of stone: static in the ribcage, the arithmetic of wholeness, and a twenty-something isolation the antidepressants cannot dissolve.
9 CLOUD DRIFTS
A Neurodivergent Defense of Staring at Your Knuckles
Eyes are liars. Hands are where the truth lives — a field report from someone who quietly exited the eyeball economy.
7 CLOUD DRIFTS
Baby Pink Pulse
Baby Blue Abyss
Eerie Hyperreal Entity
coming after she finishes this semester final she is probably studying for her statistic exam.
Touch the fog to pull a random dispatch from the deep ocean archives.
The Neon Wings
electric wings hover over dark water.
Abyssal Monograph
pure bioluminescent pulse in deep blue depth.
Luminous Apex
intricate tendrils floating in ocean solitude..