Regulus Rising
Freely we serve,
Because we freely love, as in our will
To love or not.
In this we stand or fall.
— John Milton, Paradise Lost
The Root
What lives here
This is a place for writing that does not perform. For wisdom that was earned, not borrowed. For the kind of precision that only comes from having survived your own imprecision.
Regulus Rising is sovereign ground — for poetry, readings, and the work of cross-referencing many systems against a single life. What you find here was built slowly, in the dark, by hand. The author signs as RR.
The writing is free. The craft is valued. Nothing here is trivial.