Meditation you read — small light, late hours.
A quiet, text-only companion for the moments other apps don’t serve. 3 a.m. feeds. Anxious spirals. The five minutes before deep work. No voice. No subscription. No accounts.
Lampside doesn’t want you on it. It wants you off it — lighter than you came in, back to the moment that needed you. So it’s built like a small lit corner of your phone, not a content shelf.
Each mode is named for the moment it’s built for, not the technique. Pick by feeling, not by jargon. Color marks the family — gold for light, teal for practice, lavender for night, sky for pressure.
You open Lampside. You pick a mode. You read a few lines of text, paced like a breath. A circle expands and contracts beside the words. A soft chime marks each step. Maybe a haptic tap, if you want it.
When the session ends, you close the app. Nothing tracks you out into the day.
Lampside doesn’t talk. No instructor, no breathy narrator, no music. The whole product is text on a page, paced like a breath. Read what’s there. Put the phone down.
Free, forever. No trial timer, no premium tier, no “upgrade for sleep stories.” If something feels gated, it’s a bug.
Nothing leaves your phone. No email collected, no password, no analytics. Sessions live on your device only — airplane mode is fine.
Every session is reassembled from a small template of fixed anchors and randomized content pools. After 200 sessions of the same mode, you’ve still never seen the same text twice.
Lampside is on Google Play, free, no sign-up. iOS coming.
Lampside is free, forever. No subscription, no ads, no accounts. If it sits with you in your quiet hours, you can chip in to keep it that way.
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