The Core in Candid confessions

I dreamed I lost my son.
When I found him, his father took him in front of a drugged out guy and he started dancing. In the end, all of us were line dancing and I met my cousin, who confessed “I’m leaving my mom to join the Core”
I guess it was a type of sect like Scientology.
Anyway, I like the core as a metaphor: what we throw away in an apple is actually the most important part (think of your core muscles)
I want to focus on only the essentials now… I want to throw away everything else