Welcome to this unholy space for pondering thoughts & musing about ideas.
just thoughts — by K

About This Site
Hi, I’m K.
I write about consciousness, myth, and the strangeness that holds our lives together.
My mind lives at the overlap of psychology, spirituality, and experience: where the unseen becomes visible and the visible opens its depth.
Hellsbeth is like my field journal: a place for essays, symbolic studies, and personal reflections on staying human in systems that often forget their souls.
If you like philosophy written with heart, or spirituality examined with a magnifying glass — you’ll probably feel at home here.
Quick links are listed below:
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The Cancer-Capricorn Axis as Time
A symbolic reflection on the Cancer and Capricorn astrological axis. While it’s known to be an axis of home and stability, it also connects to time itself.
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The space between heartbeats
A conversation about time
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Reclaiming Agency in Abusive Relationships
Interpersonal Potentiality (in action) Pt. 3 Part 1 covered the basic updated framework. Part 2 focused on understanding abusive relationships and trauma. Part 3 is dedicated to using the framework specifically in abusive relationship dynamics. Applying it can help us better understand ourselves, our relationships, and actively become who we choose to be. An important…
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Deconstructing Abuse Dynamics
What causes abuse? Examining abusive relationships and common narratives through the lens of Interpersonal Potentiality.
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Interpersonal Potentiality
We’re all part of an interconnected chain, so how do we truly choose who we become? Understanding types of potential, their connections, and the role of choice.
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Artificial Religiosity
Thoughts on AI religion, the human collective, and how we find meaning.
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12th House Pluto Conjunct Ascendant
Analyzing the complex, hidden power of 12th House Pluto-Ascendant. A complete astrological guide to patterns, healing methods, and shadow work.
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Lightning Veins
Twenty-six nights passed since the triplicity: A display of light in the dark surrounding me. I couldn’t see then: not one bolt, but three. One strike. A light. Strike twice. Ignite. Third strike. Insight. One. A storm rips through in silence. Sudden yet slow, there are no sirens, Only feeling strange, electric, nervous. It tears…
