Samsara Torrent < EXCLUSIVE | 2024 >

Imagine a river that flows upward .

The Torrent has no banks. It has karmic eddies —whirlpools where the same argument repeats for a thousand years between the same two souls in different bodies. A king and his usurper become mother and unwanted child, become a cat and a dog chained in the same yard, become two nations sharing a radioactive border. The Torrent spins them, a slow, crushing centrifuge, until the friction of their hatred finally, mercifully, grinds them into sand. Samsara Torrent

But most do not rise. Most clutch at debris: a gold coin from a life as a miser, a child’s shoe from a life as a parent, a scepter from a life as a tyrant. And the debris pulls them under, into the crushing dark where the pressure is so great that desire itself fuses into diamond—hard, beautiful, and utterly useless. Imagine a river that flows upward