...how much of fiction has that misguided purpose? most of it, perhaps... making people fearful or gloomy enough to obey papa and mama and the policeman... or any other chief or ruler...
...to rely on nature, not fiction, for self-government or example: that, to me, is the right kind of mythology... better than the-ology, i think, let alone horror stories or folk tales, or the dualism of science fiction... (and journalism is as bad, or as depressive, seeking always to exaggerate bad news or to give it precedence)...
...it's time to do the opposite... or rather to reintegrate good and evil (in a new form of fiction, i hope)!
...i hear owl calls (or imitations of them in the distance)... i go towards the sounds but they move (though not as quickly as owls fly) and then cease before i reach the source... which i guess was an impersonator...
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