#the solitude is a necessary thing for me to function

I wonder why we crave infinity so badly. All of our lives are centered so often around legacy, around meaning and profoundness not because they are important to us now, but because they are infinite concepts that we concern our time with. As I glance out my window in my studio, watching time pass by I find there to be such beauty in the temporary nature of existence. The ideas behind principles, morals and ideals I don’t have any particular issue with. Life void of meaning is too uncomfortable for us to live. Rather, it is the idea that once we establish something it must last that makes me revolt. Decay may not be beautiful, but often it’s necessary. Destroying is another act of creation, if only because it makes room for a new creation.