It was a beautiful moon last night. I’m happy everything was peaceful for you dad. I love you so much, and I’m so glad you aren’t in pain anymore. I miss you already.
A lot of non-sexual emotions arise when I look at this art piece.
There is so much love, hunger, reverence, and passion in the way he embraces her. It feels like surrender which is held with protection. She is allowing him to take over her body because there is immense trust there, which a woman feels when she is safely absorbed into the person she loves.
That is what makes it so beautiful. The act of becoming one is about recognition, safety, devotion, and the quiet permission to dissolve into another person for a moment.
how it feels to accept that reality is just a carbon-based simulation where your infinite consciousness gets to play as a human avatar and remember itself as the creator of all experience despite the inherent limitations of a fragile physical existence
I told my therapist:
“I’m not suicidal…
but I’m tired in a way that scares me.”
She didn’t brush it off.
She didn’t say “everyone gets tired.”
She didn’t tell me to think positive.
She said softly:
Trump just ended a rule limiting a type of pollution that causes heart and lung disease.
The rule was expected to save thousands of American lives every year.