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Today I thought about death

Is it weird to find comfort in death? Today, I think I understood why death can be such a releving thought it's contradictory, but... when drowning in the anxiety of a billion thoughts about what could happen the certainty of death feel like an anchor, something that will happen and itis in your control. When so much things present themselves as possibilities, just knowing myself mortal feels relaxing. Nothing else matters, and in looking at the unavoidable end I see the perspective of the now. I feel Myself breeding. If death is waiting for me, why wouldn't life to the same?

A passing mirror

  ORIGINAL PICTURE Author: @Dr_Mice_ / Twitter - Pixiv I said to a friend that this reminds me of them, but I wonder if I only said it because they remind me of myself. Mirrors are a wonderous thing in art, the first time I was called to them was in Velazquez “Las Meninas”, not as much for how it turn the viewer into a king, the detail will almost always pass me by without much care, but rather how it makes me feel observed, as if I’m being stopped by the art and being forced to acknowledge how alive it is; but while Velazquez canvas it’s bursting with the movement of their characters, Dr_Mice_ would rather freeze and instant that will be lost in the routine of daily life. In plain text, the blond character, main point of the piece is watching us through the screen, reaching with silent worry and (just like Velazquez work) the contrast of knowing those eyes to merely be a suggestion of humanity, them staring at us makes us part of the piece. We are now trapped on the same frozen fr...