You can’t fully understand decay and rot until you sit in the midst of that primordial ghoul and feel the moist condensation slowly build upon your skin as you incrementally become heavier and heavier from the weight of the eons of burdens relinquished in this place.

conscious decision to surrender and the history of forgottenness is at your fingertips enticing you to just rest your weary head for a moment

You write so well, it's quite moving really, so thank you.

Becca 💗