Things that are essential for our survival such as eating and reproducing are often excused - even romanticized, softened, and sugar-coated in an effort to protect the innocent from the visceral and typically traumatic realities of life. The imagery of the gentle wilderness in ourselves is contrasted with normal human flaws such as fear and guilt. When what we want tries to overshadow that which we hate about ourselves, it can easily become a bloated, white-washed distortion of very normal carnal needs that can be just as detrimental.
One of my painting professors once told me to 'stay the hell away from bright colors'. And this is probably why.
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