You know the Greeks had their own dreams, so many stories, based on reality, the world exists, and that was their story, it’s the same for us, we have our own mythology, reflected, in art and love, life, the heavens above, a lot of it is similar, old stories echoing, archetypes and roles, as we grow, we face similar questions, brothers and sisters, parents and their children, cousins, sexy bikini, what was I saying, here capitalism takes hold, we had to build on it, all of history, optimize, specialize, I guess we learned something, in the cities, the pie gets broken up, into so many pieces, do you remember, when deities roamed freely, you know this place, was built on many things, farming and herding, the Southern Gentleman, the wild West exists, now we’re like soldier ants, cogs in the machine, so many orders, so much work, organize, where do we begin, maybe it’s still there, hiding in small towns, little kingdoms, where a man can be king, but it could be wrong, gross, and super dirty, as long as we’re content, do we need to be free?

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