BISHA UNDERGROUND

Dear Visitor,

Tread lightly. Your world has already changed. You're just the last one to know.

If you've found your way here, welcome.

I made this place because I miss the feeling of accidentally stumbling onto something and finding myself in the orbit of someone else’s ecosystem.

They say that we all live in our own isolated universe, collectively but it's only in rare moments like these that we get to share a glimpse of how someone else lives. That's what the internet used to be: little worlds occupying cyberspace, each one belonging to someone, somewhere whose sending themselves out into the sea hoping to create a ripple effect that transcends time and space.

Think of this place as part workshop, part archive and occasionally just somewhere to put things I don't know what else to do with. Some things are finished. Some things are still growing. There are things here that I'm the intended audience for, so if something doesn't click, then it probably wasn't meant to but there's a lot here and something should reverberate.

If you find something here that makes you stop for a moment- something that reminds you of a place you've been, a thought you abandoned or some strange little corner of the internet you thought had disappeared; then we're right on schedule because that moment of recognition is what we're striving to create. What this means is that Bisha Underground is doing its job.

See you underground,
The Editor