Mirror, mirror

I went on another journey today. Just few minutes ago, actually. I had a plan with it, but it changed during the journey. 😀

I’ve been wanting to journey for over a week, perhaps even two. I live in an apartment and my normal sleeping habits are a complete opposite of most people’s, so the idea of drumming in the middle of the night is quite foreign to me. I’d love to, but just imagine how much complaints I’d get from my neighbours.

Anyway.

I went into the journey with the intent of communicating on just how to procede with the plans I have for myself. Unfortunately, nothing happened in there.

Not until I remembered that I wanted to shed pre-conceptions and societal agreements about me, made by mainly society and people in general.

It ended up with me sitting on some sort of huge chair/throne, in an enourmous, dark room. The chair was sat on a large circle sort of stage, and was the only thing lit in that dark room. The circle shaped stage was spinning, and all around me there were mirrors.

I watched all of them fall. One by one, they fell to the ground and shattered into millions of pieces.

I asked air, fire, earth and water to help me get rid of these pieces, and to create something better with them.

At this precise moment, there’s no way of knowing if I got them all. I just know that the ones I saw, fell.

I also have no idea of how this will manifest in reality. What I’ve noticed so far (from previous journeys) is that I have picked up photography in a way I haven’t done in years. This has led to new ideas on what to do with it, and as it so happens, it very much co-incides with this whole idea of storytelling that I’ve been introduced to, but not really known what to do with.

Here it is. Visual storytelling, and storytelling through writing.

That’s it.

What comes next is finding the proper way to do it.

There are not enough words to describe how excited I am about all this. Really, it doesn’t.