Blade Runner 2049
I've no idea where I went. I think I know where I am this very moment, then again, everything is in question. So, I'm not sure. Swirling imagery, plus heightened senses make for a dizzying reality. I'm letting more in, the more appreciation I have for my life - a strange sensation. And I wonder, is beauty the only thing as it does? If so, I shall become beauty. It's all I wish.
Do not confuse my desire with one of a conceited, low self-esteemed notion. I don't want to become beautiful - an adjective perfect strangers use to describe my physical looks and attributes. Beauty is as beauty does. I used to laugh at the definition. I thought it a circle with no purpose. It is a circle, and that is the point. If I am to live my life with direction and drive and care, I am living as I wish, and I imagine that is true freedom. If I live with beauty, I am beauty. What I do... is me.
