The Hollow Circuit - a glitch network for lost players, stray signals, and those who refuse the main storyline

Transmission

The Book of Undone Bodies

August 20, 2025 _NULL 0

a dented tin. tomato soup, rust-licked & trembling between them like a lung that once believed in breath. fifty pence ambrosia. chewless. toothless. because dentistry now orbits the moon & every molar is a memory […]

Transmission

Null Entry: [DOCTOR █████████] No Longer Responding

August 16, 2025 _NULL 0

⧖ INITIATING TRANSMISSION… NODE: NULL-ARCHIVE.113 CHANNEL: ECHO-ALIGNED FORMAT: CIPHERED JOURNAL ENTRY / STATUS REPORT SECURITY: FRAGMENTED // CONFIDENTIAL // BLEEDS INTO REAL “There was a time I walked in daylight with my real face on. […]

CRITICS

August 12, 2025 _NULL 0

Custodians of the obvious.Gatekeepers of the beige.Self-appointed alchemistswho turn other people’s riskinto their own recycled similes. They stab with adjectivesand call it insight.They curate disdainlike it’s a virtue.They write not to open a door —but […]

Tactical Report

Signal Scrubbed: On Vanishing, Censorship, and the Art of Starting Again

August 8, 2025 _NULL 0

“We don’t delete. We peel back the static. We make space for noise to grow again.”— Transmission Fragment #44 I used Redact.dev this week. Not just to delete, but to un-remember. To un-bind myself from the dragnet […]

Whispers Through the Hollow Circuit

August 4, 2025 _NULL 0

for the fediverse, from the Valyphos No kings here. No keys.No platform lords to beg for reach.Just a thousand nodes, humminglike fungal roots beneath dead streets. The Hollow Circuit pulses quiet—not loud, but real.A whisper […]

Fragments

This is Not a Blog

July 8, 2025 _NULL 0

Filed under: anti-format, glitch, resistance This is not a blog.There is no RSS feed to salvation.No growth funnel. No content plan. Words arrive when they want to.And when they do, I let them bite. Sometimes […]

SIGNAL//DISRUPT: The Valyphos in Grangetown

July 4, 2025 _NULL 0

Filed by Awen Null, 17.06.25 There is a rupture beneath the paving slabs. Not a crack, but a Veilrift—a folding of known physics and local memory. Grangetown, Cardiff. Latitude lost. Street names echoed twice. This […]