I’ve always wondered what it would be like to be someone’s muse… I’ve always wanted to be.
You can tell a lot about a person by the fonts they use
Faced with the awkwardness of our own silence and the self-conscious glances of others, we put on headphones to escape our own awareness. Or maybe it’s more narcissistic than that… Maybe we do it so that we can sink deeper into the cocoon of self and self-creation and further away from people.
Fear is behind everything we do. Fear and Narcissism.
I wonder what the world would be like if human beings set aside their narcissism (there’s no point wondering what would happen if we set aside fear because it’s impossible- also nothing interesting would ever happen and we may just all die). Fear is a motivator unlike any other.
This is intended to be a non-judgmental inquiry. Why should I judge humans as though I am not one?