jobu tupaki is such an effective way of depicting that specific depression of being in your 20s and knowing you can do anything but also knowing that knowing that means any decision you make cuts you off from an infinite number of possible realities… like every step forward also feels like a step in the wrong direction because it technically is when you’re juggling every potential consequence at once and it narrows your life down to just a matter of surviving and trying to focus on the few things that don’t make you feel like a failure and you start to see the loss of will to really live as the inevitable result to your own unstoppable loss of potential. and of course being a gay child of immigrants makes it even easier for joy to feel like there’s no future she can pursue where everything turns out okay enough to have made the effort worth it. and then contrasting that with evelyn’s reality that she is the version of herself where every decision has been the wrong one that has led her away from doing anything remarkable with her life but it’s still a life where trying is worth something, as long as she can still find people to love and things to fight for… yeah
You can only find true freedom, true love, true motivation, true dedication through limitations. Limits are the key to freedom, only through being chained to something can you find the infinite within what you have bound 2. If you don’t define the boundaries in your life and waif through the infinite possibilities, you will only ever touch the surface of any path. This superficial life is not freedom. while the infinite is in front of you I’ll grant you that. You can see the horizon, but you only claim to know the universe that you claim to be awake to. To be clear, wander and saunter are critically different. Pick a direction and go , however slow. Take it to the infinite for as long as you can. Find the meaning of “and beyond” , make your dent in the outer bounds of discovery whether its loving someone or doing something, perceive with care and practice to understand. Find the beauty in your path for in the infinite this path is only yours.
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Rothko + me
People don’t want esoteric bullshit they want a conversation
Well then explain playboicarti
Look at you wanting more
Too much
Never enough
Leave something for someone else
Why the excess
How much is enough
How is enough not enough
How is more not too much
More is cancer
LESS EXCESS
MORE DOUBT
Heavens to purgatory
Searching for a soul that’s worthy
Riding in on a beam of light listen child No time to worry
Caught up in the after life
Missing all the little joys
Tryna make a little noise
Silent and poised
were all holograms in the eternal void
Before God there was nothing
Sudden whisper from my inner voice
before nothing there was nothing
Either take a leap or make no choice
We all rejoice We all sin
We all live like well live again
Or play pretend like our pens speak hymns like Newton’s math doesn’t match and quantum’s approximations are explained with a cat
in another year there will be new rules
In another ten we all old tools
In another hundred we old news
Grumble grumble play the fool
It’s inevitable but we stil got to choose
Only I break the rules
Aldos Huxley is mind blind
Symbols can never be the things they Stand for
The real is untouchable
You are the star of my perception
You are the star of my memories
Kanye Need to forget Drake - he could never make a Jesus walks can’t tell me nothing power - he’s made a lot of devil in the red dress and real Friends to be fair - imagine drake trying to do a yeezus or Wolves or ultralightbeam tho - there’s paint by numbers for bitches, bros, and machiavelli and then there’s truth and vulnerability and artistry
Im a lamb
not here to kill
Not here to take
