Life on the island has taught me much about simplicity, authenticity, and the contrast between calm community living and the noise of the modern world. As I prepare to leave, even if only for a while, I reflect on what quality of life truly means — and the choices each of us must make to live in alignment with our deepest values.
Author: Trance
Artist. Writer. Truth seeker.
We live in an age where shock has become ritual, and narrative eclipses reality. Screens light up with the same story, the same images, the same grief — but beneath the spectacle lies a deeper machinery at work. To see it is unsettling; to name it is often branded insensitive. Yet it matters, because if nothing else, our task is to discern what is real from what is staged, and to remember that even illusions shape the world we walk through.
We wander through a maze of narratives, where each turn presents another inversion, another layer of obfuscation, another carefully constructed detour from what is real and true. To pause, to step aside from the rhythm of repetition, is to notice how much of what we’ve been told is fragmented, distorted, or simply fabricated. The deeper we look, the clearer it becomes: truth is not radical, nor hidden in “dark matter,” but elemental — woven into the very fabric of being.
We live in a realm layered with illusions, where truth is hidden beneath veils of distraction, distortion, and control. Yet for those willing to look deeper, to question what has been handed down as unquestionable, a path opens — one that is both perilous and liberating. What follows is a reflection on that journey: the remembering, the breaking, and the rediscovery of what has always been real.
Power in this world is paraded as force, domination, or control. Yet these are only shadows — fragile, temporary masks of something deeper. The essence of true power cannot be seized, sold, or inverted. It rests quietly, waiting in the stillness for those who remember to listen.
True power is peaceful.