the current paradigm of the world was only cultivated by those who stepped outside of the paradigm of their time
and explored beyond.
everything i cherish today likely faced a period of "outsideness".
and this evokes beauty and terror.
there is the inevilibility of resistance
By nature, distortion is noise,
yet somehow we have learned to love it.
and perhaps a part of this resistance is groupthink.
i may secretly like what i hear
but then i get drowned out by the phantom collective
externally and internally.
if i accept current norms
i am nothing.
normative approaches, by definition, have been exhausted.
there is something more out there.
and something more within me.
i seek death of institutions.