The Face Of My Soul: interstice

Some divisions are never created by distance they are born in silence.

This piece explores the invisible fracture between two states of being that exist within the same self. One longs to see with clarity, while the other clings to familiar darkness. They share a single body, yet perceive entirely different realities. The wound passing through the eye is not an act of violence, but the moment perception is split, where certainty dissolves and opposing truths begin to coexist.

The deepest fractures are rarely spoken aloud. They live beneath the surface, shaping every choice, every emotion, and every attempt to understand who we truly are. Sometimes, the hardest conflict is not with the world around us, but with the unseen divide we carry within ourselves.