I wanted to write about this new thing that happened and don’t know if I can. Some things, I mean…sometimes you… It all goes back to ancient times of growing up. A certain kind of energy. It makes you do things unawares. You see people and situations as you think they are because this energy is there. You learn to trust, but only just so far. The limits start from where the narrative begins, the thing the energy made you think. It’s always someone else’s fault, until you see it’s not.
Behold the Natural Animal in His Element

Didn’t see the other pronghorns until I cropped this
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