The Manifesto
The Manifesto of the Footnote
This space exists in the margins, akin to the footnote beneath the main text.
Here, the noise fades. The performance pauses. What remains is observation – quiet, precise, unrecorded. I’m not here for the reactions that can be measured, only for the moments that can be felt and then forgotten safely.
A small Monday smile, the one that comes with recognition: yes, that really happened there.
This isn’t a place for applause or reaction.
It’s a place for reflection. For that private moment when you notice how much absurdity has quietly become routine.
So the laws live elsewhere
This isn’t secrecy.
It’s respect for your option to think freely without leaving footprints.
Each Monday brings another reflection.
Not to reform, but to reveal and show the patterns that have hardened into habit.
Read. Smile.
Then think.
Think about what you’ve learned to accept as normal.
Think about the stories you’ve edited down to survive the day…
…about what you can do to ensure you can do to avoid repetitions.
Read quietly.
Think privately. The real stories are always in the footnotes.
And the footnote stays where truth survives best – in the margins.
Quietly keeping the record honest.
