It’s curious how some questions can only be answered by oneself. However, due to the pain that can occur from looking within, the ease with which we can readily use the answers of others as a crutch, and the inability to actually listen when looking within, we prevent ourselves from finding that answer.
I notice which things keep me away from myself and which ones bring me closer. When people “find themselves” on a trip like the one I’m on right now, it is not because of the travel, but because they remove all the stimuli which distract them from hearing their feelings, and therefore they begin to search for the causes of their feelings instead of masking them with technological and social placebo.
The journey of art is the one that really connects me with myself in each moment. To generate art, in order to create, I should be vulnerable and sincere. Especially with myself (which is the hardest thing). I listen to my darkness what terrifies me to recognize about myself. When I am able to see it like a part of me as beautiful and creative as my existence, I embrace it.
“I let others contemplate my mask meanwhile I contemplate myself”