How stance lays tomorrow’s tracks

From Fan to Flame

I threw out my Bon Jovi collection.
Not because I stopped loving the music,
but because I stopped handing over the flame.

I stopped being the admirer of someone else’s creation
and stepped into the responsibility of building my own.

That moment — no explanation, no speech, just movement —
laid a new track beneath my feet.
A track I hadn’t been able to walk until that day.

For years, I had loved what he embodied:
a way of bringing something deeply human into the world.
Raw. Honest. Not perfect — but true.
A voice that carried feeling instead of polish,
and in doing so, touched millions.

It was never about being the best musician.
It was about stance.
About daring to let feeling move outward and become visible.

In many ways, that seed was already in me.

This website is my way of doing the same thing —
not by copying the form,
but by standing in my own expression.

Just as there are countless love songs,
there are countless self-help books, explanations, and systems.
None of them can be mine.
I can only express what I carry as me.
My words are unique because my stance is unique.

I read everything.
Watched interviews.
Met him.
Photographed him.
Collected objects.

And slowly, something deeper revealed itself:
what drew me in wasn’t the music or the face —
it was the act of sharing inner truth with the world.
Of allowing feeling to become form.

Then — as these insights often do —
it arrived quietly and unmistakably:

I had placed myself in the position of the admirer
of someone who lived what I longed to live.

By holding onto the collection,
I was telling my reflection:
“Someone else carries the voice. Not me.”

Letting it go wasn’t rejection.
It was recognition.

I stopped watching someone live it —
and chose to live it myself.