the utter disgust and repulsiveness that comes through the mere thought and ideal of possibly touching or daring to resonate yourself with CINNAMON is quite simply revolting. the very ideal of drenching and covering yourself in complete sin, doubt, regret and hopelessness throughout your very own failures is a torment beyond this robust earth.

...Planted in the hearts of all are seeds with ever-present potential to bloom.

When the light of day descends upon the hearts of every human, blooming the seeds buried deep within...

If one's □□□□ □□ □□□□□□□□, devoured by their sins, they are reborn in the form of the □□□□□□□□□, their image reflecting the □□□□□□□ □□□□□ □□ □□□ □□□□ dreamt by those who are nothing.

If one withstands □□□ □□□□□□ □□ □□□□□ □□□□, yet □□□□□□□ □□ □□□□□□ □□ their sins, the heart □□□□□□□□...

Yet if one seeks to bear the □□□□ □□□□□□□□□□□□ □□ □□□□□ □□□□, the □□□ shall □□□□□□ □□□ □□□□□ of their original hearts...

And in a world perceived through their own □□□□□ □□ □□□ □□□□□□□□ □□□ □□□ □□□□□□, the □□□□□□□ shall be unveiled; to □□□□□ their egos □□□ □□□□□□□□... □□ □□ melt into □□□ □□□□□ by □□□□□□□□ □□□□ □□ □□□□ □□□□□ □□□□□□ of sin...

Only those who can define their own □□□□...

Only those who are awakened to their own □□□□□...

you will doubt, you will regret, and you will heed to the behest of your [REDACTED], for it never aligns with your soul.

to make art is to let your thoughts roam about, lest your own incompetence takes hold of your brush and breaks it tenfold

have you ever felt cinnamon?

let us meet again as CINNAMON