Heart of Danger
Desire is a wall that separates the body from the self. My desires painted a picture for my future, stroked with rich and deeply diverse brushstrokes of brightly colored hope. Yet currents of convention swept me back into the black and white boundaries of habitual tradition, keeping me from realizing the full spectrum of my potential. Fear contained me in a cycle of questioning and stagnation, held “safe” within the walls of boxes. Like a stash box ballerina, my toe danced on a single axis...
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