Many of us forget our primal vitality, and see our own bodies as foreign and unusual. Culture urges us to hide, even eliminate evidence of our animalism. Our bodily functions are regarded as private and indecent, our carnal desires as immature and distasteful. We seem to fear their power and are often at odds with them.

This inhibiting world is far too dry and civilized. Within it, I feel strange and alone, and often fall prey to the miserable grayness of it all. I need to aggressively reconnect with the beautiful and living to thrive.