Without a purpose; without a burning, passionate desire, we are merely blind sheep following the herd of blind sheep who cannot see what’s before their very eyes.

As I pray to Hermes, the god of travel, messengers, trade, thievery, cunning wiles, language, writing, diplomacy, athletics and animal husbandry; it occurs to me that I cannot sleep. As Hermes seems to be one […]

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