"When a man no longer confuses himself with the definition of himself that others have given him, he is at once universal and unique. He is universal by virtue of the inseparability of his organism from the cosmos. He is unique in that he is just this organism and not any stereotype of role, class, or identity assumed for the convenience of social communication."
glad to finally have a choice in where i go next, but the decision was made from the getgo
it’s been treal LA, but NYC is calling
what’s behind door number 3
words that i made up
i created this blog 3 years ago (!) as i was reaching the end of my freshman year.
i was experiencing an internal clash of sorts, whereby the person i was known to have been first made out the shadow of the person i was becoming.
there was a struggle, albeit not necessarily a surprising one, between the identity that had been assigned to me for the past 18 years and the exploration of how i would adjust from one niche environment to the next.
looking back on my first post knowing what i know now, its almost crazy how in tune i was with my being. i could feel the shift, but i also knew that i needed to cultivate and excavate.
3 years later, in the last weeks and days of my life in da riv, i no longer harbor that crisis of split identity. i have gotten to know other parts of myself and though far from perfect, there is a lot to love.
i wish that the understanding and acceptance of this concept was inexclusivey mutual, but some notions are hard to reconceive.
get with it or get lost.
know that you know me. don’t act stupid. you seem different.