How do I start to tell you what burns inside of me?
The fact that I dislike having to address every aspect of my thoughts with the letter “I”
Maybe I am afraid of the fact that “I” makes every word so personal.
Truth in naked is a foreign resident in all our lives.
Well, I will love to believe that when we are all bare, we are all at home.
Certain darkness fills our homes… and we are too quick to cover her up
And cloth her…
What are we afraid off?
What I mean to say is; what am I afraid of?
Truth in naked is a passionate exposé
Of my true being
Fear of looking at my bareness leads to thoughts of a
Love and hate relationship with my flaws.
Maybe it is deeper than my physical nakedness that terrifies me.
The mere thought of Truth in naked, Goes deeper than my physical sense.
It captures me… and I see the truth about myself. And she is beautiful.
Her beauty can only be seen through truth. But what is this truth in naked?
In its most simple sense; it is the essence of stripping oneself from all tittles that cloth our true selves. It is looking in to what I truly represent. Being within one self is another way one can explain Truth in Naked.
I strip myself naked, only because I miss myself. And what I saw was amazing. Every imperfection… represented a strength that left my body to make a better me. And I appreciate that more.
