What is you and I? We’re living in world where we learn and become, some trying to break free from what they know, some still have no clue, pressure turns to resistance turns to the same trap, and here I am, trying to share parts of me from parts of the world..nothing is there by mistake or because it looks nice. Starting to wonder again so I turn to what I know, since I don't know what I don't know, turns out...I've been bleeding and I was not alone.

2020

I wanted to share some stuff I had written in 2020 that really got to me. Man, that was some year. Really shaped who and where I am today.

Performed at this year's RYLA
Met alot of inspired, interesting thinkers who helped me understand myself in ways I didn't expect. Forever grateful and I'm not just saying that and I'm grateful for that itself. 💙
📸 @michael_mankira

If I hung it on a wall you would give it a price.

Who am I in a world where I shape who I want to be?

Sometimes it's just difficult to keep going knowing what I now know let alone the things which I do not. How can I shape myself with such many molds, molds that deem to have truth, claim to hold a miracle, molds that promise and molds that keep it, molds that tell me to choose a mold but to be careful of which mold I choose and molds that say they are good. It's sad how I can't just call it confusion and move on because I'm in a mold of my own questions. Maybe I should listen to the mold that tells me to find a mold that answer the questions, or maybe the mold that puts me at ease by asking "WHAT MOLD?".