Choosing our table away from the noise, we loosen our clothes and fill our lungs like fish returned to the sea, and gradually let ourselves go—to venture across the unknown terrain of themes not talked about anywhere else. We speak of the things that matter most to the highest version of ourselves, the essence of what's left when we're no longer crushed by the weight of concerns or the force of daily coercion. Surprised by our surprise that there's anything there, where fears fall away and truth can emerge whether it's lovely or not. Unconstrained by anything at all, we speak in the language of flame.
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