I’s Ayin

… vanity of vanities …

What is identity? At best, a useful fiction. At worst, a trap. A cage.

A boundary that we are scared to cross for fear that we just might lose everything, even though we know for a fact that we will lose it all anyway, inevitably, in time.

Instead of receding forever behind that narrow lens, I see myself everywhere: echoes, rhymes, reflections.

Every one of them shows me something new about myself. All of us, different parts of each other.

But some cannot see themselves extended and reflected in the world around them. They see everything as other, themselves against all.

To those poor souls, I say again: Stop acting so small. You are the universe in ecstatic motion.

– yoav golan

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