100 Days of Non  ·  the map

The Universe

one biography — and the machine that builds it

This is the whole work, on one line. At the top is the biography — the only thing that matters; everything below it is the making. A machine of small workers reads the record and computes it into prose, a self-portrait, a map, and a set of open questions. The book is the trunk. The rest are stations you can travel to and come back from.

Two Layers10 chapters · gated dual binge

The invented novel — 2026 simulation and 3026 archive, side by side. The same moment from two sides of a millennium.

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The Convenience19 chapters · ~65,000 words

A Bangkok novel. A message arrives from a dead woman's account, timestamped tomorrow. Sidenotes on Descartes, Zhuangzi, the Buddha, and Move 37 — real sources, open licensed.

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The Biography12 chapters · 3 / 100 days

The record itself. His life, told straight, one question a day for a hundred days — as precise as memory and the record allow.

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The Workshoplive · 8 workers

The machine, beside the book. Watch the eight workers compute the biography — reading, dating, fact-checking, drawing, narrating — fresh on every arrival.

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The Self-Portraitrecomputed each visit

A portrait assembled from his own sentences — every word his, lifted from essays that never knew each other. Never the same twice.

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The Atlas13 stops

The life as a single transit line — Bangkok, around the world, and back to Bangkok. The places he returned to are marked as interchanges.

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Open Questions18 · still open

The questions he asked across ninety-nine essays and never went back to close. Some of the hundred days exist to answer these. Most never will.

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Colophon One book, four companions, eight workers — assembled over one hundred days, every surface computed verbatim from the record and the ninety-nine essays of the nonharvard blog. Nothing here is invented. The biography is the work; the machine is only how it gets written. The record so far: three of one hundred days filed.