The How

Back in medieval times, people thought Aether was this pure stuff that filled the universe beyond our world—it was like the essence of the heavens and all those celestial bodies. Pretty mystical, right? And then there’s static, that almost white noise sound—crackling, popping, and oddly quiet at the same time.

With both ASD and ADHD, my brain’s never quiet. There’s always this static of thoughts buzzing around, and most of the time I'm disassociating into the clouds. That’s how Aether Static began.

The What 

Aether Static is a place for my thoughts, where I can talk about my latest hyper-fixation or the newest idea for a book I will never write. I have all these thoughts in my head that I never seem to have enough time to get out of my mouth, so maybe this will be an exercise in communication. 

The Who

On this platform, I'll go by the moniker 'Glitch' because honestly, that's how I feel most of the time. If this world truly is a matrix, I am a glitch in the code that the creator forgot to fix before launching. Maybe one day I'll attach my name to one of my posts, but for now I rather like the anonymity of being able to voice my opinions without fear of judgement by those who know me.