“You are the hero of your own story.” Joseph Campbell
Mean Street The hero's journey is very bleak, everyone tells you as if you never knew, they hold you as a child in your place knowing that you are nothing of the sort, fearful of your confident advance, they neutralise your every step, hoping against your success and waiting for your tumble with pregnant glee, rather than see you, know you, as real. Copyright 2022 ©Paul Vincent Cannon All Rights Reserved ®
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My original blog got too big. Time to downsize.
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