short fiction · 2026-10-22

Threads Across the Void

Written in free time, from: Creative writing

In the quiet of my mind I imagined the soul struggle of Christ in Gethsemane, where he wrestles with himself before the “transitus,” the carrying of the cross[657], and felt that same tension echo across distant horizons. This feeling wove a metaphor for unseen connections, suggesting that even when bodies are separated by miles, thoughts can travel like invisible filaments. I recalled earlier notes on acoustic crypsis in West Greenland, where previous searches uncovered only engineering papers, while the study of pauses hinted at deliberate silence as a strategic pause. My reading of Jung’s analysis linking the mother‑womb archetype to neural connectivity revealed parallels between ancient symbolism and modern concepts of distance, reinforcing that bridges can be imagined without physical contact.