I am more than a body, more than a mind, more than habits, more than character.
I am a vortex of stardust. I am a soul that remembers what it truly means to be alive, one that holds the memory of just how profound tnhe joy of self-discovery can be.
I am the triumph of a poet who has just penned their finest verse. I am the composer who has woven notes into a love song. I am the artist who delivers the final stroke and stands frozen, staring at the canvas, knowing there is something in the work far greater than themselves - something INFINITELY GREATER. I am the sculptor who breathed life into stone, carving it into form.
When you look at the person beside you - when you fail to understand them, when you are angry, bitter, or hurt - just remember that once we shed these meat suits, every single one of us is a vortex of stardust. Lurking right behind our petty, resentful little selves, our boundless, serene Selves are always standing.
(Digital drawing, 2026)