QKD

[jaronbaker]

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Italy

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The devil and god are raging inside of me

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The future is a mystery. We never know when we may come to a van and the road. life is a long chain of dreams, drifting into one another, is life in memory, or a dream?

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There is no right way to walk the labyrinth

Most people walk without talking

When they reach the center most people sit on the center ring to reflect for a moment

It’s ok to stop and pause anywhere. Also ok to get bored and quit

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do i even know you at all?

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I did not start making films because I wanted to

Or because I love movies

I started making films because I was depressed and needed to find meaning in life

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You are the memory of the experience

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Simultaneously the most serious and silly point of your life

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what character are you in his life

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I like working in a vacuum, not worried about an audience. I enjoy more than anything today to just observe.

I love to see how others’ narratives work themselves out, I think we all do in this age, we all view peoples lives as if they are actors, this platform is the stage. I sit at the edge of the world with my tablet, trying to make sense of others narratives; that is my narrative. But no I am not evading my own narrative, it happens before my eyes. (I think) what I am doing is I placing less emphasis on my own narrative so I can sink into the flow of information that makes up other narratives. At the bottom of the sea I gather these things in hopes of coming back up to the surface, with something, something pearly and profound.

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Imagination is memory

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I love the way you write. There's something comforting and familiar about it, thank you for sharing!

 <3 

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Family

Why is it that family defines a person. I’m sure Freud has an answer for that one.

It breaks my heart, family is tragically important.

You get to choose your friends, but not your family. Right. They are the ones we have to tolerate. But is that what love is? To stick by someone, even in the worst times; the act of self sacrifice in order to keep the peace. Love is not giving up, keeping faith that things will work out. You will find a way for them to work out. Your family is an imperfect circle, something that brings you joy but also despair.

Or is love the opposite of that? Is love sticking to your guns, not accepting the way people are, holding onto to the feelings you feel towards them; so the way you cope is by loving yourself only, loving your friends, forging your own path. Setting the boundaries of how you want to be loved. If family doesn’t appreciate that, then they are cut out of your life. Family is a dot on your timeline, you don’t allow them to rule your world.

These two modes of thinking is my dad and then my mom. Which one is right, which one do I lean into more..

Would my life drastically change if I were to lean more into the self love rather than self sacrifice?

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I need a new beginning, a holy Yes, a fresh set of colors, and a new bed.

[zegalba]