Come, my side. Come, whoever you are: Wanderer, worshipper, lover of leaving, malcontent, coward, writer, teacher, cook, artist, prime minister, politician, lover, gay, man, woman, cleric, atheist, or invalid.
I was 13 years old when I asked my mom this question, and she couldn’t give an answer. Instead, she said, “Oh no, don’t be silly.”
Bruno and I meet from time-to-time during my work with the subconscious. As different aspects of the same soul, we work together in this context, and with the intent that it is for the good of the whole.