on tuesday, i felt a massive shift. what was once existential anxiety of the uncertainty of what the future will look like now feels productive.

perhaps the uncertainty was supposed to be there all along. to test mastery. i’m reflecting on my daily routines, my obsessive nature, my insatiable hunger for knowledge, my curiosity… and overall, my emotions.

what if it is our emotion that is the link between our unconscious and conscious?

maybe… it would be wise for us to dig into our emotions and figure out what makes us tick. i’m not quite sure why individuals aren’t as curious about themselves. we seem to fear the idea of thought control, but if we aren’t trying to process and heal, then we really aren’t doing our work and we’re asking for it.

this isn’t an all-or-nothing approach. this is just one approach. sure, you can kind of heal via psychedelics, revising communication patterns, studying religion, etc… but those singular practices will not lead to truth. an infinite number of philosophies exist. how do they all connect?

purpose. the antidote to existential angst.