When thirty-year-old painter Lin Ye was trapped in the quagmire of creative bottlenecks, a heavy rain split the boundary between reality and the unknown - a voice sounded deep in his brain. It was the whisper of the "higher self" and came from a higher dimension of himself.
He carries the eyes of the stars and the collapse of the universe, but only to tell him: the limitations you think are just the cage of cognition.
From the out-of-control spilled oil paint in the studio to the old mirror that reflected a double image in the childhood attic; from the high wall of thinking built by "should" and "right" to the creative awakening that allows all emotions to surge out - Lin Ye gradually comes into contact with those dimensions that are ignored in daily life through the interweaving of his "higher self": It turns out that the back of fear is a gift, the end of control is acceptance, and the so-called "self" has never been an isolated existence.
This is a breakthrough about creation, and it is also a dimensional dialogue between people and themselves. When you no longer search deliberately, the broader self is already deep in your soul, waiting to resonate with you.
