My own Psyche, My Kingdom…
Today there is clarity. Possibly, this being a reward after yesterday, is a gift. I slept well. I got home safely…thanks.
This morning I took on my role as a lion tamer. Funny things, these lions, are a façade. The reality of them being cubs are oblivious to them but not to me. When they got beyond a point of my control I simply let them go.
I found truth in this moment. Them being released I slipped into a comfortable book,
“…She carried a voice in her head and it was dialogue or monologue and she went to the cabinet where she got the honey…� –Don Delillo, The Body Artist.
