The Archive That Isn’t

In Riftplane, nothing happens. But unlike Tearingdom, there is no longer anything that is tearing. There are only rifts. Riftplane is not a world in which things are split. It is a world where splitness is all that exists. There are no configurations that tear. There are no presences that fracture. There is only separation without that which is separated. There is no space as extension. But there is apartness without locations. No region is here or there. Every ontological condition is a disjunction without termini. Time does not exist. Yet severance does. Not as event, but as texture. Reality is not composed of beings. It is composed of cuts. Causality does not operate. Nothing divides anything else. But nothing can be whole enough to even be divided. There is no life. But there are fault-realities where even the concept of environment dissolves because there is nothing for an environment to contain. There is no intelligence. But there is discontinuity without observer. Not awareness,...