Day 1

So there is this thing that happens. We are bodies; we are flesh and blood, bone and skin. We are living beings that communicate, think, act, move and exist. We are us. Human together.

It takes a lot of getting used to, this whole "body" thing. And maybe that is the point, we never really feel at home with ourselves, because the way we are trained to think about ourselves has been hijacked by the world of consumerism and marketing. Making us feel like we are never enough of who we are supposed to be, when as a matter of fact we are all sufficiently ourselves.

Together we embark on an imaginative (and when i say "imaginative", don't think unreal, but think "bodies") adventure/experiment. The world we live in is full of harmful toxins, harmful environments, and harmful ideas. More and more as we live in this world we become inundated with things that suppress the power of life and the ability to see, enjoy, and create beauty. We get pummeled by the weight of a world that permeates death and destruction to the point that our ability to see life and hope.

If we can peel back the layers on our lives that prevent us from seeing and experiencing beauty, we would live more freely in the moments that give forth life and joy. We could see the world being painted with new colors, and imagine the shades that color our vision in a darkness of life where hope unfolds from the margins of the pages, where advertisements are merely shadows of life and harm reduced to simply the pain that we bring about by our own humanity, trying to figure out 'just what it is we mean.'