““I love edges/the periphery [t/n: 언저리 can also figuratively mean “a part far from the center or essence of a certain area or state”] around/on edges/the periphery, there are bruises formed
One should not use the difficulties of the times/era as an excuse for self-indulgence nor blame oneself for it. Every time i see both sides in states of carousing/squandering/exulting with dark and serious facial expressions, i get sores on my tongue*
[t/n could be a way of expressing how one gets tired from that sight but idk]
Its not to become trees that seeds grow One shouldn’t ruin one’s life because of a purpose
Poem/poetry- the moment of ignition or the moment of flight/soaring But don’t call that a transcendence or liberation/nirvana
Think about it, your pain/suffering can’t make a single leaf green
A lifetime as an artist is similar to a beginner’s driving of a car One constantly/ceaselessly goes astray/wanders off track, but, each time, one comes back
Everyday/ordinary life goes from feeling to fact and from danger to stability Art is the opposite
One can’t retrieve one’s own body/corpse for oneself/on one’s own Perhaps that could be the root of sadness
Sometimes he says things that just reiterate the fact he’s on a higher mental plane than I will ever be
[Source](https://instagram.com/stories/rkive/3171562839072510626?utm_source=ig_story_item_share&igshid=NTc4MTIwNjQ2YQ==)
what does it mean? (explain in baby language)
[Translation by lyssy](https://twitter.com/btsbaragi_jk/status/1692273845481169162?s=46&t=rS8hIjvFMdB956hsZZPbZg)
““I love edges/the periphery
[t/n: 언저리 can also figuratively mean “a part far from the center or essence of a certain area or state”]
around/on edges/the periphery, there are bruises formed
One should not use the difficulties of the times/era as an excuse for self-indulgence nor blame oneself for it.
Every time i see both sides in states of carousing/squandering/exulting with dark and serious facial expressions, i get sores on my tongue*
[t/n could be a way of expressing how one gets tired from that sight but idk]
Its not to become trees that seeds grow
One shouldn’t ruin one’s life because of a purpose
Poem/poetry- the moment of ignition or the moment of flight/soaring
But don’t call that a transcendence or liberation/nirvana
Think about it, your pain/suffering can’t make a single leaf green
A lifetime as an artist is similar to a beginner’s driving of a car
One constantly/ceaselessly goes astray/wanders off track, but, each time, one comes back
Everyday/ordinary life goes from feeling to fact and from danger to stability
Art is the opposite
One can’t retrieve one’s own body/corpse for oneself/on one’s own
Perhaps that could be the root of sadness
Sometimes he says things that just reiterate the fact he’s on a higher mental plane than I will ever be
I feel sad for some reason