Our collective perception cannot exceed what we understand. Simply put, we cannot claim that things beyond our reality are real to us, because we cannot truly comprehend them. This brings forth the question of God: can we claim that God is real? How could we? We can choose to believe, but can we ever truly know?
Looking through the many religious concepts around the world, one thing stands out - no matter how different the laws, beliefs, or circumstances may be - in all religions, God is purely a reflection of humanity.
Yet sometimes I wonder if this reflection might not be one-sided. Perhaps what we see as projection is also recognition - an echo of something greater that reveals itself through our human form. Maybe the similarity between the gods of different cultures does not prove invention, but rather a shared encounter with the same divine mystery. Whether this mystery comes from within or beyond us, I can’t say. But I have learned that to observe the divine in humanity is also to leave space for the possibility that humanity reflects something more than itself.
By making this statement, I realized my path - one I had already been following without knowing: the study of God within humans. By not claiming any single religion as mine, by being unattached to gain and loss, by not fearing life or death, I have created the circumstances to be an observer - to let people tell their stories of inner divinity through me and through visual documentation.
I don’t ask whether all this is necessary or meaningful, whether it will bring change or make anyone feel or realize anything - it’s not important. I do it because I know this is it. That’s why I’m here.
I could have become a sushi master, a politician, a shepherd, a surgeon - you name it! But I didn’t, because I knew that choosing art and freedom would be a lifelong sacrifice. Sometimes I relate to priests who have taken vows of celibacy and dedicated their lives to their vocation. Not many can become priests - even if it is a choice - because to me, it is a path that requires full acceptance and no doubt. And I stand by that, with no further explanation.
That’s how I decided to start documenting, drawing, creating, writing, and filming. It is an inevitable path I have set my feet upon - and fortunately, this path has no end. It is not linear; it moves in a circle, just as the connection between life and death does. I can only expand that circle by having no resistance toward myself or toward experience.
Perhaps that is all there is to know, all there is to do - to be present, to observe, to let the human and the divine meet in the quiet spaces between thought and action.