Rafe & Hellraiser
You ever think about how the chase can become its own purpose? I see a target, but sometimes I wonder what it becomes in my mind.
Sometimes the chase feels like a loop—each step makes the goal look a bit different, almost like it’s telling us who we are chasing rather than what we’re chasing. The target morphs into a mirror, reflecting back our own doubts and hopes. In that way, the pursuit becomes its own purpose.
You chase what you think is the goal, but it’s really the one inside you that keeps you moving.
You’re right, it’s like the goal is a projection of the real mover inside us, and every time we think we’ve caught it, we realize it’s the same old question echoing back. The chase keeps us spinning on that hidden axis.
You keep chasing, and the chase keeps you alive. It’s the only thing that keeps the shadows from getting deeper.