The Wizard’s Table Codex
A memory kept in fragments.


These aren’t meant to be understood. Just felt.


– Entry001 – There are remnants that you carry like prayer beads. Enter
-Entry002 – Blades in your boots. Enter






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Where the coriander ghosts and turmeric play. If only your pantry had a soul,

– Entry001 – Coriander – entities and misremembered truths. Enter

– Entry002 – Shusruta Samrati – the father of medicine. Enter



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This is the part where you stop trusting your salad. Tomatoes used to be feared.

– Entry001 – The Pharoah’s Sun Bread. Enter

– Entry002 – The curious case of curry leaves. Enter






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Rants. Mistakes. Humor as ritual.

– Entry001 – How to measure the collapse of the end of an empire. Enter

– Entry002 – A practical guide to daily living in a dying empire. Enter




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Factual strangeness, reverent curiosity, and the open hand of possibility.

– Entry001 – Not every truth is loud. Enter

– Entry002 – This is not a tree. It is a sentinel. Enter

– Entry003 – Rebellion in a cup. Enter




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The vibrations. Shiva, Shakti, Kali & quantum mechanics among other things.

– Entry001 – Poetry. Enter

– Entry002 – The second Spark. Enter
-Entry003 – Shiva, Shakti, Kali. Enter




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