Cotton candy

When the heart is engaged, it becomes impossible to dissociate from what is real.

As the heart grows deep threads onto earthly reality, the grit stuck beneath our soles makes it impossible for us not to see what's underneath.

Slowly but surely, we start to see our own shadow, choosing not to bypass our sludgy stories in favor of pseudo-spiritual mantras selling us lies.

To heal our wounds, we understand that we must desire the messy, muddy truth at any cost. Candy-colored antidotes delivering placebos only smother pain deeper into the guts of our volcanic being - poisoning true sweetness, intoxicating our bodies.

When the heart is engaged, we become our own medicine, walking barefoot towards the altar of emotional authenticity.