AMOR FATI | 27 AUGUST 2025 | PARIS, FRANCE
“It sounds like you - that’s something you can never escape”. Words spoken to me by my mentor, Mr. Tommy Emmanuel after I performed a new composition for him backstage in Northern Italy last August. Poignant, considering this man seems to have known my destiny well before me. These days I have the Latin phrase ‘Amor Fati’ tattooed on my left thumb in the handwriting of my Napoli poet friend Gianni Menichetti. I put these words on me with only 50% faith in them, but with an intuition they would make sense over time.
Expanding chaos, knowing the threads are there between all the elements, links of gravity that will eventually catch and recompress the worlds of this universe back to a singular understanding. What is this integrated entity? What is the final form of all this? Is it the aforementioned fate - one’s final artistic, creative, or human output, even legacy? And does it truly exist before we are even present to interact with it, channel it, bring it into the physical world?
The best I can do is stay peaceful, meditative, curious, responsive to the split-second inflection points life offers to choose an elevated path. Or is it all already designed?
