2005-06-22 - 1:07 a.m.
Driving home I thought of what I fear enough, that I might want to incarnate myself into that thing in order to conquer the fear of that thing.
What I honestly fear is my own body. That's what I am leveling with.
Other than my hang-ups with bite-size round foods, and rapists who don't kill you afterwards, the rest of my fears are not tangible.
Batman is glut and wed to his enemy-terror, and wields it like bulwark 'gainst his villain.
If I learned to possess the vile reality that is my body and all it's trappings, I would be more heroic.
I want to be at harmony with my shell and it's underlying viscous bone pudding.
I am also at odds with my soul body.