Power vs. Will: The Architecture of the Creator

Golden Lava, 2018

Which one is affecting the living?

The world often feels like it depends on the figurehead—the creator, the leader, the ruler. History gives us the Sun King, Louis XIV, a man who consolidated power so absolute it seemed solar. But his predecessors faltered; their intentions didn't align with the weight of the crown. This tells us a fundamental truth: humans are built differently. Even within a family, sharing the same DNA, our cells operate on different frequencies. Unless science eventually collapses into the singularity of AI cloning, that individuality is our only true capital.

Power is not for the weak. It is not easy to handle, and it is certainly not easy to understand. We often mistake power for control over others, but true power is what happens when you sit in front of a blank canvas and brainstorm what to paint next.

Power is Vision.

But here is the trap: your power cannot depend on other powers. You have to "abuse" your own power—meaning you must use it to its absolute limit. You must live it, make it, and inhabit it fully. The moment you go against your own creative instinct, other external powers will destroy you. Why? Because you’ve lost interest in your own sovereignty.

Artists must understand this. We strive to be as powerful as the Sun King in our own studios, yet as a species, we haven't even traveled that far into the physical stars. I choose to believe the "Star Wars" of the universe are real—that somewhere, there is a land of Wookiees, a living form entirely alien to our own. This isn't just fantasy; it's a reminder of the vastness we haven't yet claimed.

Here is the climax of the vision: If we ever stand face-to-face with a Wookiee—or any force of nature greater than ourselves—we must be ready to express our power. They will certainly express theirs. In that moment, your "cells," your unique creative DNA, are your only defense and your only bridge.

Making art is not just a hobby. It is the vessel we build to travel through space. It is the way we respect other powerful cells in the universe while asserting our own right to exist.

Keep making. Keep expanding. Respect the power of the cell, but never let it eclipse your own.