The word, our true ancient magic, in writing it travels through time and place. Thoughts in my mind, in my place, in my now, will be thoughts in your own mind, your place, and your now. I will probably never even know... Or even know you. I inscribe my thoughts and words in ‘lightmark’[1], my hand-made markup language. I manage most of my writings as ‘redcore’[2] sites. I will further expand on my methods as time goes on, as I see more, and learn more, but for now, I have other words to attend to.
| [1] | [^1] | /c/2C2606/2lalc |
| [2] | [^1] | /c/2C2606/87KC2 |
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/c/2C2606/MkT2d Lumin Etherlight, welcome to this humble home of mine, a small haven in the vast wired. A pleasure to meet you, friend. Enjoy the calm,…
/c/2C2606/2lalc Lightmark, a markup language for the pure of word. You will, perhaps, notice that this entire site is made of plain words and hyperlinks. In pu…