Your adventure comes in the form of a metaphysical one, a transformation within the realm of possibility, for the true artist does not live by physical means – he lives wedged between the higher and subordinate worlds, the horizon and the sky, the grey area we so often stop ourselves from entering due to apprehension and a need to hold on to comfort so tightly that it might as well turn to dust within our hands.
No, when I say “kill yourself” I want you to hear: kill your parents. Slay the expectations they implanted within you, choke the traditions they noosed to your spine.
Do not chase another human being. Instead, chase your curiosity.
There are moments that will stay with you, words that will stick. You cannot let these define you – they were simply moments, they were simply words.