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This new episode is about confronting the weight of creation. It’s about how art made from blood makes people nervous but it also forces people to feel something real again. It’s about the way Vincent turns trauma into legacy. He walks right into his shadows and comes back with a masterpiece that can’t be faked. He takes the thing most people hide and uses it as the source of truth.
This episode isn’t sensational. It’s vulnerable. It’s uncomfortable. It’s human.
There’s this quiet power in hearing him speak plainly about why he does what he does. Not to shock. Not to offend. But because the soul deserves a medium that can’t lie. A medium that can’t be separated from the person who lived the pain.
This is what The Dark Carousel Podcast does when it’s at its best. You tap into the secret pulse beneath the haunt world. You find the ones who have carved something true out of all the things most people bury.
Vincent didn’t show you theatrics.
He showed you blood as memory.
Blood as ink.
Blood as proof we’re here.
🎠The carousel will never stop spinning.🎠
By The Dark Carousel Podcast5
66 ratings
This new episode is about confronting the weight of creation. It’s about how art made from blood makes people nervous but it also forces people to feel something real again. It’s about the way Vincent turns trauma into legacy. He walks right into his shadows and comes back with a masterpiece that can’t be faked. He takes the thing most people hide and uses it as the source of truth.
This episode isn’t sensational. It’s vulnerable. It’s uncomfortable. It’s human.
There’s this quiet power in hearing him speak plainly about why he does what he does. Not to shock. Not to offend. But because the soul deserves a medium that can’t lie. A medium that can’t be separated from the person who lived the pain.
This is what The Dark Carousel Podcast does when it’s at its best. You tap into the secret pulse beneath the haunt world. You find the ones who have carved something true out of all the things most people bury.
Vincent didn’t show you theatrics.
He showed you blood as memory.
Blood as ink.
Blood as proof we’re here.
🎠The carousel will never stop spinning.🎠

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