The
Thousand Arms
A love story of addictions through fevered memories.
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Satori downs bottles. A degenerate, lazy dreamer. Curdled in the venom, his thoughts float far and wide in desperation. In this experience gone mad there seems no meaning. Just spontaneous insights. Like the gift from Mr. Phool Sing, a postage stamp. It reads. ‘Eat me, get posted!’
He puts it on his tongue. The cosmic tune gets stuck midway. Sudden silence. A single breath flows out of his diaphragm as the fabric of his existence shifts.
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Caught in the spiralling dance of addiction, the fragile joy of recovery and told in a dreamlike rhythm of memory and hallucinations this is the story of Satori. A boy madly in love with the haze, the hurt, and everything in between. He has become a fog of smoke and spirits. Blackouts are his superpower.
Unprepared, his mind starts to voice drunk delirium. Forcing him to make choices down a surreal journey of life’s misgivings and adventures.
By god there are September Updates
A project that takes shape slowly and spontaneously.
Thousand Arms | Project Update
A do over of the front end along with massive story updates.
Thousand Arms | VizDev Log
Visual development updates for the Theater and some illustrations.
One more drink, you?
Futures Beyond Prohibition
Somewhere between the ban and the bottle, is the space to imagine
Prohibition: A Hangover of Failures
India’s confused experiments with alcohol prohibition.
Worldbuilding with Speculative Policies
A blueprint for a more humane and integrated response to alcohol-related harms in the thousand arms.