Oh, lord. One more time...peel another layer off. That’s right. Just one more...
I am an onion. I am the onion known as my psyche that has layer upon layer upon layer upon layer. There is no end to it really. Well, not as long as I am alive.
My friend recently asked, “How fucking big is this onion?”
As big as the universe, I answered.
Why am I surprised that there is always another layer, another aha, another, “Jesus, I thought I already got this lesson,” in my life? I’m not stupid. I’m not psychologically ignorant. But I am human. A human with an unconscious mind that loves to abduct aspects of self-awareness into its underworld life.
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