ON CREATIVITY

When I think about creativity now, it often feels like a pop-psychology buzzword, as if anything we do can be labeled creative But to me, it is something much deeper: a living force that pulls us out of the slavery of ready-made templates, pushes back against dull dominance, and honors the free mind that dares to renew reality, even when those invested in the status quo hate it at first, like what happened with Galileo/Bruno/Copernicus etc...

People are not split into creative and non-creative : we're all on a spectrum that opens up when the conditions around us are right, and this has little to do with raw intelligence or technical skill. Creativity shows itself in emotions and symbols, where the whole person is involved, and it usually emerges from surprising turns rather than strict plans, then gradually takes on a clear, shaped form

We don't summon creativity out of nothing; we release what is already there, by living in environments that don't suffocate it. Its traits include an openness to the world and to one’s own inner life without rigid barriers, a deep but quiet sense of independence, a flexibility that plays with ideas and can live with uncertainty, an ability to carve out a new kind of order inside chaos, and a steady energy fueled by inner conviction

In this sense, creativity is the lifeblood of how we renew ourselves and our societies, if we can only free it from the shadows we cast on it

But creativity only emerges when his personality dies. soo does every creator deserve death, or does creativity only acknowledge the dead because its fruits only appear when we want to judge our works by them, or because we refuse to recognize living creators out of fear for the habitual?