Gosh, why have I never come across this gem of yours?

I am sick of prettification of all that smolders and is kept veiled.

Worship of perfection of the human body is a cross we’ve nailed ourselves to.

Cave dwellers painted themselves as one with their universe. Animals. Fishes. Such perfection of form. Soul of the animal forever kept in motion on the face of immobile rock.

I simply can’t wrap my head around it. How we have strayed from our true selves.