INTANGIBILITY
To encounter oneself is nothing like the way we experience other people. To hold another hand, to look into someone else's eyes, is something we can only emulate when we seek to experience ourselves. Others become a proxy for something unreachable.
Self love is accepting we are unknown to ourselves in a non negotiable way. It's not abandoning ourselves, but inhabiting our intangibility. The vessel through which we touch the world, cannot itself be touched. We try to circumvent this through becoming mystics of ourselves, through mythologizing. The stories we live become embodied, kept in memories, in the nothingness of our spirits.
There the body becomes atmosphere, and our mysteries become interior language. We shift and change like the silhouette of a ghost. We become elemental and inevitable. The self becomes an omen that must materialize against its dissolution. Inner mythology becomes a pact we lay for ourselves to be defined, to prove we exist, to help us love ourselves. But we still remain trapped in our bodies, we cannot step outside our stories, we cannot see the ghost we embody.
To be seen is to be loved, and to see oneself is to love oneself. The intangibility of spirit is the deepest facet and tragedy of existing, the core of what life entails. That self love must occur without ever being able to fully meet oneself.