Illuminating Eros

Illuminating Eros

She. Her. Yin. Dark. Cold and chaos. The night, the brooding, the deep, the receptive. Eros, as Jung would say. Feminine, though some object. She is the birthplace of manifestation. She holds it. Nourishes it. Nurtures it until it is born, stark and fresh. It’s skin...

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