Famous yet empty is a strange kind of death, when the world knows your face, your timeline, your habits, your scandals, but you don’t know your own heart,
Famous yet empty makes me think about how a person can be surrounded by attention and still be a stranger to themselves in the quiet of their own room,
And famous yet empty asks me, what is the point of being recognized by everyone if I can’t recognize what I truly feel when the lights go off,
But Famous yet empty tells me, I can stop performing and start listening to myself while I still have time…
Trivia over truth is what happens when people can list your achievements, your relationships, your net worth, your highlights, but you can’t name what you actually need to be okay,
Trivia over truth is when the outside story grows loud while the inside story stays neglected, like an unread journal collecting dust,
And trivia over truth asks me, why do I spend so much energy curating how I look while barely investigating who I am,
But trivia over truth tells me, I can shift my attention inward and begin treating my inner life like it matters…
Mirroring avoidance is what I do when self-awareness feels painful, when it’s easier to stay busy than to sit still and face what’s been waiting inside me,
Mirroring avoidance is how I keep dodging my own questions, numbing with noise, filling my schedule so I don’t have to hear myself speak,
And mirroring avoidance asks me, what am I afraid I will find if I finally sit down and ask myself the honest questions I keep postponing,
But mirroring avoidance tells me, I can handle the truth of myself in small gentle pieces, and I don’t have to run forever…
That late awakening is that terrifying moment when years have passed and I suddenly realize I’ve lived on autopilot, repeating patterns I never chose consciously,
That late awakening is when I see how rarely I asked who I am, what I love, what I want, what I need, because I assumed I had endless time to figure it out,
And my late awakening asks me, what if the real tragedy isn’t dying, but dying without ever really meeting myself,
But my late awakening tells me, I can meet myself now, before time makes the meeting impossible…
Watchwords:
• Being seen is not being known
• I won’t trade my soul for attention
• I can turn inward without fear
• Self-honesty can be gentle
• I will not wait until it’s late
Here is Tikatarot, who dares you to answer the question, “Who am I?”..
As and will always be reminding you to dream:
