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The New Myth Makers

My pleasure is in creating my own mythology. I have read the saga's, the legends the great epics, and they have made a garden for my spirit to walk in, yet, they are the 'other' stories, ones told for so long now they seem like the often played grooves in an old vinyl record. Better to unfold my own myths, better to believe and speak boldly of impossible things, for only the impossible can be transformed. I am a story, you are a story, why tell those tales in any stale or pedestrian way when we can reveal a new parable of truth, make it fly? The new legends are waiting to be narrated; they are imagined collectively or dreamt of in a dream within a dream. Remember, words are symbols of symbols, there is a power in every poet and story-teller that cannot for long live in the dark. Your visionary flowers need sunlight, your legend waits for your heroic self to publish you.

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