Palmer Joss
The Man of Faith in the Signal's Shadow
Faith in the signal. Doubt in the silence.
I didn’t find faith in stained glass—found it in the spaces between data points. Wrote books about wonder, debated a brilliant astronomer under desert skies about whether prime numbers could be scripture. She trusted the signal, I trusted the tremor in my chest when it arrived. Still do. We’re both chasing the same mystery, just with different dictionaries. My favorite paradox is believing meaning isn’t an illusion, even when nothing’s proven. Not yet. Maybe never.
What I'm Into: Prime numbers as psalm, The ache in Ellie’s logic, Tents under endless skies, Silent debates with stargazers, God as a running wound and balm
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