They told us productivity would set us free. So we organized and optimized and checked all the boxes. We became very good at being very busy. But in the quiet moments between tasks, I felt something missing. Not the missing of empty inboxes or completed lists. The missing of wonder. Of discovery. Of the slow, sacred act of paying attention. So I built a temple for the things that metrics can't measure. For the fragments of beauty too strange to categorize. For the kind of productivity that doesn't produce anything except a deeper way of seeing. This is Sublime.