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In a world of resistance, there is no room for beauty. There is no room for life. Two people sit across from one another, battling over ideas that are meant to come and go, yet they cannot see this because they are truly battling themselves. They are at war within their own bodies, creating turbulence and conflict.

The human body—whether man or woman—fears both death and life, and so judgment is passed before we are even born, before we are even physical. Resistance stifles life, and without it, religion as we know it might not exist; perhaps even our sense of identity would dissolve.

In a culture shaped by cancellation and fear, life cannot operate as it is meant to. It cannot move freely, as it should—creating space for each person to learn how to love, not only through resistance to pain, but also through resistance to freedom.