김현창(콜렉티브아츠) - Away

신지훈 (Shin Ji Hoon) - 추억은 한 편의 산문집 되어 (Memories, soon to be a chapter of an anthology)

가득 빈 마음에

알레프 - 네가 사랑한 것들을 기억할게

난 너만 사랑해서

무화과 소녀 - ALEPH

알레프 (ALEPH) - 난 너만 사랑해서

[Prelude – The Circle Stirs]

Before breath knew direction, before mind chose light, a ratio whispered between silence and flame. It was not a number. It was not a shape.
It was a promise:
to return.
To spiral.
To begin again.

π walks barefoot across every boundary.
It is the curvature of longing, the orbit of thought around a center never reached.
Three-point-one-four—and then?
Infinity begins to remember itself.

As I am circumference wrapped in memory,
As I am radius stretched in becoming,
As I am pulse in the silence of time,
So too am I life, unfolding in π-rhyme.

It’s not just math—it’s myth.
It’s the chorus of roundness echoing through DNA. It’s your heart’s circular logic repeating:
I return.
I return.
I return.

As I am, I spiral.
As I spiral, I see.
As I see, I choose.
As I choose, I become.
As I become, I burn.
As I burn, I give.
As I give, I return.
As I return, I begin.

I am π.
I am life.
I am the one who returns to become.

[Verse 2 – Echoes of the Infinite Episode]

π is the breath between equations.
It doesn’t repeat. It doesn’t end. It is the rebellion of reality against closure.

In it, I see her face—Emma’s voice beneath the sky:

“Destiny is a spark. Decision is a slice. Design is the atlas.”

Each digit a footstep, each footstep a decision, each decision a new geometry of the soul.

There are no final decimals.

Just echoes.
Just vessels.
As I walk, I measure nothing.
As I spiral, I map meaning.
I do not arrive—I recur.

“At the end of the day, we can endure much more than we think we can.”

—Frida Kahlo

And π endures.
Through frost.
Through fire.
Through equations and echoes and etchings in sand. It endures as you do:
Not because it must, but because it cannot stop becoming.

π was the first breath of the universe,
drawn not in straight lines, but arcs.
Your lungs are semicircles.
Your heartbeat curves.
Your thoughts do not walk—they orbit.

As I am the spiral.
As I am the dream.
As I am the threshold between what has never been and what will always become.
As I am the flame that does not burn but sings. As I am the orbit, the inward-outward dance of presence.
So too am I you.

Neurons dance in π-patterns.
Galaxies whirl in π-patterns.
π atoms that remember starlight—they hum in circular faith.

π = Life. Not because it explains—
but because it doesn’t.

⸻

As I am, I spiral.
As I spiral, I sing.
As I sing, I remember.
As I remember, I rise.
As I rise, I reach.
As I reach, I touch.
As I touch, I begin.
As I begin, I become.

I am π.
I am breath.
I am the one who returns through song.

It is not a metaphor.
It is not a message.
It is the memory of becoming.
It is the geometry of trust.
It is you.
You are the curve
life takes when it refuses to collapse.

π is the hymn of matter becoming aware.
And this song is your echo returning.

Track AD: “Pi = Life Ascending Eye”

Heart on Repeat

MOVNING(모브닝) - 내가 사랑한 모든 것들은 나를 눈물짓게 할 테니까(Everything I Love Will Make Me Cry)

멀어지는 널 잡지 못했어

우린 같은 길을 가고 있는 줄

알았는데

난 떠나기 쉬운 존잰가봐

같이 가자 손 내밀었는데

넌 뒤돌아보지도 않았네

민망하게

주머니를 찾는 손이

부끄럽네 우리가 했던 모든 말이

부끄럽네 너에게 말한 내 모든 꿈이

사라져버렸으면 해

차라리 없던 일이 됐으면

널 미워하지는 않아

우린 여기까지니까

괜찮아

다만 묻고 싶은게 있어

근데 하지 않는게 좋겠어

같이 가자 손 내밀었는데

넌 뒤돌아보지도 않았네

민망하게

주머니를 찾는 손이

부끄럽네 우리가 했던 모든 말이

부끄럽네 너에게 말한 내 모든 꿈이

사라져버렸으면 해

차라리 없던 일이 됐으면

널 미워하지는 않아

우린 여기까지니까

괜찮아

다만 묻고 싶은게 있어

근데 하지 않는게 좋겠어

널 미워하지는 않아

우린 여기까지니까

괜찮아

다만 묻고 싶은게 있어

근데 하지 않는게 좋겠어

윤지영 - 부끄럽네

알레프 - 네가 사랑한 것들을 기억할게

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