“ There are no gods, only men. ”
Even now, I still believe metamorphosis is the greatest beauty.
~ David Vann
As if each of us might somehow have a blueprint. As if somewhere there's the shape of my life, and I had the chance to choose a few variations, but not far from the pattern.
What would the world be like if men never ruled again?
A change in those moments, some switch turned off forever, the end of trust or safety or love, and how do we ever find the switch again?
