On Identity
Identity is stagnation, calcification.
It’s an obstructed vantage point of a fleeting expression.
If change is the only constant, why cling to a moment of your multitudinous unfolding?
Accept that you are dynamism, personified and embodied. A shapeshifter. A breathing verb.
But even latching to this identity misses the point.
You are beyond definition. You are beyond.
Check out my fiction about shapeshifters that comments on the fluid nature of identity: https://open.substack.com/pub/takimwilliams/p/hello-my-other-hello-my-self-encapsulation?r=17mz6p&utm_campaign=post&utm_medium=web&showWelcomeOnShare=false
Yes! Identity is the shackles.