March 29, 2001: Hiccup

The sacred Sun Dance has led me toward all things feared—to properly follow the path, one must face all fears…therefore I am. The abortions were not a fear, they were a great sadness—whether I heal or not is up to the self-hidden inside this human shell. Like a loose tooth, all things fall…reputation follows humiliation—foundations shatter and stipulations are put into place. No man is stronger than his creator. What’s performed shall be uncovered. Misfortunes have purpose. Mourned are the losses and victories are celebrated a page at a time. We’re not an overweight nation—we’ve got to much guilt on our backs from generations past.