What is that feeling?

 
 

So, I’m working on a thing:

It’s not a dictionary. Not exactly

It is a taxonomy, a spellbook, a deck of mirrors.
A divining tool. A language ritual. A compass for shapeshifters.

Each term is both a lens and a lever—crafted to reveal, reframe, or unlock. You may come here for clarity. Or ceremony. Or because something unnamed is tugging at your edge.

There are no wrong doors—only thresholds.

New entries are always stirring. Stay tuned—there’s more magic to come.

 
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