Artists use lies to tell the truth. Yes, I created a lie. But because you believed it, you found something true about yourself.
I create to unveil part of the truth & command the chaos within my psyche. I emulate others to progress towards creating the best work I can. My creations are open to critique & dismantling, only through death does one progress.
Knowledge, truth, & understanding
knowledge is finite and niched, the truth escapes the best, but understanding is within reach to those willing to be tortured by the darkness within them.
“I am a forest, and a night of dark trees: but he who is not afraid of my darkness, will find banks full of roses under my cypresses.”
– Nietzsche
I might understand more the deeper I explore the shadows we flee. The banks of roses under the cypress alludes most, but if I am gifted with luck, not me.
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