I was a fool to realize that what I’m experiencing is ultimately of my own making.
Coming into this new season, one loop of FK-0 sent the reflection of my internal world into my external into overdrive.
And the nature of my internal world?
A more subtle version of utter chaos, to say the least.
I’m naturally curious, I love knowledge, fun facts, information, anything you choose to call it. It’s always been easy for me to connect the dots behind them, see how they function, how they interact, why they’re even a thing in the first place. I get a high off of it. But Embodiment has never been my strong suit.
I encounter something new, I dissect it, it makes sense, I try it, it works, and when my focus shifts, it’s automatically tossed into the background, rather than integration, I move on to the next. I believe them all as truths, after all, they were indeed true when observed in isolation. They become individual truths.
I refuse to harmonize and be the living embodiment of the truths I believe in, because it’s too much work. Sheer laziness.
Over the course of my life, I’ve accumulated more individual truths than I can currently choose to remember, gathering them like I was catching Pokémon’s lol. The extreme ones were so impactful that they became cornerstone beliefs in the respective areas of my being. With desires naturally stemming from said beliefs.
Fragmentation
Now, I’m wondering if you could imagine a cathedral. Massive and grand with all its high spires, patterned windows and riveting choir. Can you feel that ethereal presence in the air?
You know it’s the perfect medium for music to elevate your spirit beyond. Like that canvas perfect for the painting laid upon it.
Then, imagine you hear the piano’s intro reverberating through your being. Other instruments enter and yet…all you hear are discordant sounds. Nothing makes sense. Revolting
I know it seems like I went on another bender, but in my defense, I’m just trying to give you an idea of how it feels when such stacked internal chaos is amplified and reflected outwards. Not really fun to experience.
I thought only the darker aspect of my being was fragmented and segregated, but it’s much more than I thought.
FK-0 worked the way I designed it to, not just how I wanted it to.