Who am I?

I am one thing, at least to you, I am the person who operates this page.

You cannot confirm much beyond that.

Unfortunately, that makes for a rather boring introduction. So instead of telling you about myself, I will tell you about a person that may or may not exist, and that may or may not be me.

Who is that person?

He is a man in his early 20s. He struggles socially, but is fascinated by communication and relationships. He enjoys sounds, be they music, speech, bird calls, white noise, or the clatter of daily life. He would like to be a professor of linguistics one day, because he enjoys telling other people about linguistics.

This young man has a deep connection with the Internet. Although when he began using it, the age of Web 1.0 was already ending. He does not claim to know the days of the early Internet, and he has no nostalgia for something he never experienced. However, he is drawn to it because it represents something he desires.

When he was a boy, he was somewhat shy. But he still managed to open up to his peers. He was able to connect to others, even if he hated speaking in front of a class. Once he entered high school, something broke. A door was locked, and he could no longer open his heart to others. Only those who knew him before were able to meet who he really was. Everyone else was faced with an uneasy caution, a layer of stone that couldn't be chipped away.

He wants to show his true face to the world again. He wants to be real again. Right now he is barely more than a memory. Sometimes it is a memory that the stone him forgets. He will carve himself out onto digital clifffaces until he can become human again.