Very insightful and exciting to read, I enjoy the pace of your writing - the last few lines were my faveTruth is an alienating concept. Behind the wise words, the applied theories, the behaviors, the fallacies, the poetry, the movements, the rage, the calls, the inspirations, the deceptions ... there'll always be a struggle between your inner light and shadows.
You'll create your own eclipses, shadowing your good deeds, or breaking your bad habits. You'll see diformed people, in faces or sentences and will resent them for not being able to inspire your own need of becoming. You will not know greatness, as your achievements or good judgments will always be criticized by the next analyzing mind en vogue on medium. At most, you'll gather likes or back pats. A higher figure salary. A larger space to fill whatever your ego needs in ever increasing quantity
You will not know true despair, as death takes it all away. You'll be your own sun and moon, forever pondering why one aspect is frightening the other. These are your crux, and the treasure. Knowing that eternity is a pattern of beauty and pain, forever repeated in different languages, in different art forms, in different times ... but you'll always remain the sole architect. The modeler. The artist.
You are your own fate.
Now breathe. It's not so bad, is it ?
I have Anthony Hopkins voice narrating in my mind as I was reading this for some peculiar reason
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