We want to keep doing our own music and show our own colors.

Hear, O children of expression, the words of J-Hope, who proclaimed: “We want to keep doing our own music and show our own colors.” These words are not the fleeting boast of an artist but a cry from the soul, declaring the sacred right of every human to create, to express, to reveal the truth of who they are. For in music, as in life, there is no greater gift than authenticity, and no greater tragedy than to silence one’s own voice in order to echo another’s.

For behold, every soul is painted with unique colors, unseen before, unrepeatable through eternity. To live without showing them is to hide the very flame placed within by Heaven. J-Hope’s words remind us that greatness is not in imitation but in creation, not in blending into the chorus but in daring to sing one’s part. True artistry—and indeed, true living—is to bring forth the melody of one’s own being, even when the world clamors for sameness.

Consider the life of Vincent van Gogh, who, though despised and mocked in his time, refused to forsake his vision. He painted with the fire of his spirit, with colors that blazed brighter than the eyes of his generation could bear. His sunflowers, his starry nights, were but mirrors of the tempest and wonder within him. Though he knew poverty and loneliness, he showed the world his true hues. And long after his death, the world awoke to the truth: his greatness lay in showing his own colors, not in copying the shades of others.

So it is with the musicians, the poets, the builders of dreams. The bands that endure are not those who merely echo the popular cry, but those who pour their souls into their work, who dare to give the world their own music. The Beatles, once mocked for their long hair and unorthodox style, changed the course of music by being true to themselves. They wrote not for approval but from the depths of their hearts, and by showing their colors, they colored an entire generation.

Mark this well: the temptation to conform is great. The world shouts its demands—“Be like this, sound like that, follow the proven road!” Yet the soul whispers another command: “Be yourself. Show your colors.” Those who heed the world may gain fleeting approval, but they lose themselves. Those who heed the whisper, though the road be harder, find freedom, joy, and a legacy that endures.

The lesson is clear: guard your authenticity as you would a crown. Whether in art, in work, or in life, do not trade your voice for another’s approval. Cultivate your music, whatever form it may take—be it in song, in craft, in service, or in the way you love. Reveal your colors boldly, for they are the gift only you can give. Hide them, and the world is poorer; show them, and the world is richer for your light.

Practical wisdom calls you to action: each day, ask yourself, “Am I living in my truth, or in the shadow of another?” Dare to create, dare to speak, dare to stand apart. Surround yourself with those who honor your colors, not those who demand you bleach them. And in all things, let your life be as a canvas upon which your soul paints freely, unashamedly, authentically.

Thus, beloved, remember the words of J-Hope. To do your own music and show your own colors is to live fully, to honor the gift placed within you. For when you shine in your truth, you not only fulfill your destiny—you give courage to countless others to do the same. And this, indeed, is the highest harmony.