Christian walks into the Existential Detective’s office with the look of someone carrying a story she can’t quite tell yet. Her creativity isn’t gone, it’s just pacing behind a velvet rope, waiting for a purpose grand enough to justify its debut. Every idea comes with a silent demand for proof, a promise of results, a reason to exist… and it’s choking the magic before it even gets a chance to breathe.

As we sift through her inner case file, it becomes clear she’s not blocked; she’s cocooned. Suspended in that liminal space where inspiration whispers but the world keeps asking for guarantees. Together, we unravel what it means to create without permission slips, performance metrics, or polished outcomes. No pressure, no push - just a gentle investigation into why her wings are folded tight and what they need to remember they were built for flight.

A tender, atmospheric inquiry into creativity under lockdown… and the quiet courage it takes to become who you’re not quite ready to be.

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Anthon stumbles into the Existential Detective’s office like a man who’s been living in a psychological funhouse with the lights off. He didn’t choose this initiation, it chose him. One day he was minding his business; the next, he was neck-deep in shadow work he never signed the waiver for, trapped in a personal hell that once felt more like a cosmic mix-up than a growth opportunity.

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