“Dying is an art, like everything else. I do it exceptionally well. I do it so it feels like hell. I do it so it feels real”… (sylvia plath)
It is not about changing the world it is about changing what you want from it. Wearing masks, wearing ideals, wearing need, expectations, wearing broken hearts, wearing it all thin. Let go. Let all the beautiful suffering slide past you and know that a violent truth exists that we will never have enough time to burn alive.