Anjelica Huston is an actress based in LA. She once shared a story about a good friend who got a disease that left him unable to move his body. One day she played a movie for him—a film that had just received an Oscar nomination. Watching it, he suddenly sat straight up, his back rising, and started jiggling with his teeth showing. In that moment, he forgot reality and his body. He went to another place where he was free.
“I think reflecting conditions is one thing, but I also think fantasy is great—to take people to another place.”
Anjelica said this when talking about what movies and actors mean to society.
I can’t read a whole novel, but I cry every time I watch a movie. I may know the reason now. In a movie, a world is created. We’re brought into it and go through a certain experience. Surrounded by all the senses—audio, images—my perception gets pulled in enough to actually enter that world. Interpretation through text requires imagination I don’t naturally reach for.
I love the feeling of being dropped into another place. It’s a kind of zero-gravity experience.
Fantasy flowing through the mind.
What makes us human is imagination.
It’s a magical ability—we create the future from nothing. We hope deeply for something to happen, and when our conviction is strong enough, it becomes real. People call this manifestation. Some take it further and call it reality distortion, pointing to Steve Jobs—whoever worked with him got pulled into another reality, convinced by his vision. Or maybe the better way to say it: they and Steve became one, living inside the world he created.
What is reality?
After a certain experiences, I started to feel that nothing is real—or that everything is real enough, as long as the mind is strong enough to make it so. I once had an extreme dark trip while smoking weed. Since then, I’ve had the moments of watching myself live in the world with unusual clarity. All feelings feel suddenly true, yet a small voice rises up: is this real?
“Is this real?”
“Maybe not.”
I become fearless—with some deep, quiet ease telling me I can create any future or any life I can imagine. At night I lie in bed and ask that small self what future I want to create. The happiness I feel imagining myself already there is pure. In the morning, I ask myself what I want to create today. That question becomes the tone of my day—and then I manifest it.
I don’t know when or how I shifted from being a very logic-driven person to this more intuitive one.
Part of it, I think, came from going through the hardest times I’ve known—moments of the most fear. People say that when you come back from something hard, you become fearless. I think that’s true, to some extent, when the experience is extreme and you let yourself fall without any safety guaranteed.
Part of it also came from reading about Feynman and Einstein—the stories of how they lived. They found the greatest theories of reality through pure imagination. You feel something strongly, and then you prove it—with math.
So how do we create that kind of fantasy?
It’s a hack of the mind.
Imagination isn’t pure fantasy from nowhere. It’s the accumulation of everything we’ve seen, read, studied, and collected—nature, music, knowledge of whatever field we’re in. All of it sits disconnected until, all of a sudden, we feel something.
I’m not sure what to call it, but my OpenClaw bot told me it’s called ‘emergence’.
The transformer model hit this emergence after learning from the entire internet. That’s when intelligence appeared. Every piece of information became a neuron, and together they created something magical.
We have no control over the emergence. All we can do is experience, love, and collect—more diversity of knowledge, more emotions—and dance with it.
Love matters too. Maybe the most, for me.
I just realized that I don’t think I can fully live without it.
Something I never expected to feel,
especially after spending such good quality time with my family.
But that’s another story:)
Vela
Mar 22, 2026
Flying back home from my grandparents’.