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personal mythmaking

The act of creating a personal myth is a careful recipe:

    • one part hutzpah
    • two parts suspension of disbelief
    • many parts alcohol, bonhomie, and charm (the mirepoix of myth!)
    • half-part right time
    • half-part right place

And then you transcend this human plane.

If you are lucky, someone or something, keeps you tethered to this earth, to reality. If you are not, you become more myth than man, more Odysseus than loving parent, more fiction than fact.

I wish you all the luck to be found in this world. Ascend, transcend, but do come back down to earth – it gets lonely up there.

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About Quinn

In it but not of it. A reformed player, now watcher. Speaker of raw truths.

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Raison d’etre

"Raw," she said. "I want something primal. I want something bare and naked. I want you to give me this life raw, unbidden, unhidden, free, fair, and true. Can you do that? Can you do that for me?"

One may only try.

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