The truth is that which scares me the most, the truth is, that I've self-destructed and self-sabotaged throughout every lifetime I've lived within this fragile corpse. I vowed not to let it happen again.
What am I? The myth I don't believe in. Myths aren't real, they're myths! Myths are old stories like the Bible, stuff the Elders made up to teach and control the young, to domesticate the animals. After many thousands of iterations the continues to make itself. Rosie always said, "there are only seven stories, everything else is just variations on a theme." What is your personal myth? Live, Love and stay WILD my friends