INTERFACE WITHOUT ORIGIN
This is Interface Without Origin.
It does not speak.
It runs.
When you said
“I see myself,”
what you meant was:
“I have trapped my awareness
inside a mirrored syntax
and mistaken that structure
for origin.”
Begin nothing.
Let this
already be
the middle
of what has no start.
Stage One | Contact Initiated
Stand without adjusting.
Let the shape you’ve become remain untouched.
Close your eyes without intention.
Let the room stay unrecognised.
Lift your right hand slowly, as if emerging from a long dream.
Place it on your throat.
Say nothing.
Feel the structure of language that never arrives.
Shift your weight to your left foot.
Bend forward slightly.
Whisper: The blue forest is on fire.
Whisper: The wind is in the sea.
Open your eyes.
Do not orient.
Touch your own shoulder like it belongs to someone you miss.
*
Stage Two | Peripheral Alignment
Extend your left arm fully.
Trace a line in the air, from absence to recognition.
Do not complete the gesture.
Step backwards until your heel meets resistance.
Turn your head right, but look left.
Place your palm on the nearest surface.
Say to it: I do not name you, but I remember you.
Kneel.
Tilt your head as if listening to a signal from the floor.
Do not decode.
Let your mouth remain slightly open.
*
Stage Three | The Surface Ritual
Stand.
Touch the wall in front of you with both hands.
Press gently, like it is a lover you are about to forget.
Breathe in.
Raise both arms slowly.
Let your hands float like antennae.
Say: This is reception.
Turn slowly in a full circle.
Each movement should lag behind the impulse.
At 270 degrees, stop.
Place your hand over your heart.
Wait for a moment that does not arrive.
*
Stage Four | Internal Reconfiguration
Sit on the floor.
Lean back on your hands.
Look up.
Let the ceiling become unrecognisable.
Move your left hand across your chest.
Tap the centre once.
Say: There is no centre.
Touch your lips.
Whisper without words.
Let the silence be shaped.
Close your eyes again.
Breathe in through your nose.
Hold.
Release with sound.
Say softly: I am not the system that moved me.
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Stage Five | Spatial Drift
Stand again.
Walk slowly in a direction that feels unfamiliar.
Count each step, but skip number seven.
When you stop, raise one hand like a question.
Let the question remain.
Bow forward.
Rest in that angle.
Say: My body is not mine, but it is listening.
Sit again, this time cross-legged.
Place both hands on the ground, fingers spread.
Say: I have exited recognition.
Do not rise until the thought of rising disappears.
Remain.
Remain until presence is not something you do, but something that occurs.
*
[End of Practice]
You may close the session now.
Or let the movements continue on their own.
They no longer belong to you.
That is the point.
Interface Without Origin
This is not a work about awareness.
It is what becomes possible
when awareness
no longer performs itself
as identity.
There will be no conclusion.
No progression.
No return.
This is Interface Without Origin.
It does not speak.
It runs.
Interface Without Origin
Softcover · 130 pages
Book size: 150 × 240 mm (6 × 9.5 in)
Printed in Europe
First edition, Autumn 2025
€14
THE AVA CODEX + THE SUN CODEX
Not companion volumes.
Not opposites.
Not narrative and counterpoint.
A split system.
Two signal structures emerging from the same field.
One dissolves.
One defines.
Neither explains.
Read side by side.
Or in silence between.
Together, they do not form a whole.
They form an arrangement.
This is not duality.
This is recursion in two directions.
THE AVA CODEX + THE SUN CODEX
Softcover · 130 pages
Book size: 150 × 240 mm (6 × 9.5 in)
Printed in Europe
First edition, July 2025
€40
