We etch our emotions in digital concrete and still we wonder why we speak through so many filters. Is it any wonder why so many of us are hesitant to truly speak our minds when our former presents stain what would have been our futures with scarlet letters?
We long for transparency, intimacy, and authenticity and then turn quickly to slap another's cheek. How can we escape this potent cycle of polarities and opposites? Who will be the light to guide us in this dark tunnel vision? Is there anything echoing in these chambers aside from confirmation bias and the synonyms and metaphors for that we allow in? When we lose the key to the outside world, how do we expose ourselves to diversity and difference?
