objectify and divide, it, them, they, us who started the circle? philosophy versus storey telling and the sun son wins for now,

stabs the folk tales, cuts them up, puts them in separate containers. Spits on them, buries them, digs them up again and rolls them down the hill in a barrel of nails until the folk tales become happily ever after patriarchy waiting for the ring of matrimony in celibacy true love within without, dinner will be ready soon honey, too much duty nurture and protect for a martyr syndrome guilt and moral daemons fearing the call of Freedom.