Into the same

Why do we believe that all our paths are different when we 

share the same world? How would all paths cross if we didn’t 

share anything in common? It’s impossible to be differentiated 

from each other because we live off each other. We have the 

different phases in life that help us step into existence together. 

The frequency, in which we do, increases as we continue 

simultaneously. As we act, we break the barriers by changing 

the associations once made. We create others.

‘Generations apart’ is how we’re all defined. We precede many 

like us and we mimic what has been done. So what is different?

The way we act, and the way we show ourselves, the way we 

remain our intrinsic self is what’s different. To be utterly so, we 

battle our own expectations of where we find ourselves. Our 

contexts define everything; the people around us influence our 

character, or push us in the opposite extremes. And once we’re 

pushed here, we realize that it means the same to be on the other 

side.

We experience many different things. We live to achieve our 

happiness or rather to be happy despite of our achievements. 

The experience brings us this happiness, without the intention to 

gain. The unexpected things free us into our consciousness, and 

we once again feel the familiarity that we all share. Without any 

order, without any sense, logic doesn’t apply when we go beyond 

what we can analyze.

I wake up every morning to go to work, I do my make up, I do my 

hair. I fit into my contexts but the context doesn’t fit me. I look the 

part and that’s all that’s in sight. All I see are people scurried into 

their paths.

Some glance into me, into the world, into their own and into
everything. 

Inspired by a curly haired Italian guy