Heaven's Heaven: A Cinematic Universe

How I Stopped Trying to Fit in One Box and Embraced My Messy, Brilliant, World-Building Brain

It’s been a season of research, chaos, and embodiment.

My projects are a whirlwind. Ideas spinning through my ADHD mind like stars that haven’t settled into constellations yet. My office tells the story: mugs multiplying like they’re in some kind of caffeinated rabbit colony, art supplies quietly staging a coup, and tarot decks looking like they’ve been read and left for dead. It’s my first space that feels truly mine, and yet none of my things seem to know where they belong. Honestly, same.

desk INSPO!!, og desk in corner, and new desk setup

This is where Heaven’s Heaven comes in.

It started as a joke. clever quip over matching necklaces. Mine says Heaven, his says Heaven’s.

One day, I forgot to wear mine, and he lent me his, saying, Heaven’s Heaven. We laughed. We shrugged it off. I made a mental note bc, honestly, kind of iconic? And then it stuck. Suddenly, we’re talking about maps and solar systems, and I’m spiraling on Google for best domain servers at 2 a.m., buying three versions (.com, .quest, .store) of the same website. For wha…