We are all miserably and hopelessly addicted. This itch that mankind has… just can’t be scratched. So we’ll chase ever fulfilling experiences… always chasing… always trying to scratch an itch. Seeking pleasure? When are are lonely, we seek companionship. When are are in despair, we seek hope. In ever moment we are slaves to our desires. The wounding caused by these desires is intimate and painful. How does one soothe the soul when one the body is a slave to desire?