Love is a tasteless emotion for pod people. In 1970, Cerberus sent me into the streets as a black woman mad as hell. I was suffering inside me but hadn’t the words, the ideas, or the temperament to face my suffering and acknowledge it.
The racking focus thought-experiment began with a favorite story I loved to recount about my life. After recounting the story, I racked focus to see what got overlooked.
The role and function of my ego kept changing like a single story with many endings. My ego began as the rule maker, then became my guardian, and finally my prosecutor.
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