to slay the dragon is bullshit.
we have to make them friends,
but when we want to do this
it is a task of love and requires more
courage than we usually have.
we have to go down, down in deep
dark places, we have to stumble
with watery eyes through the stench
and we have to stay fearless
when we see our dragon,
we cannot really talk to him or her,
dragons don't understand our language,
he or she cannot translate, he or she can perceive our voice
and our way of walking and smell our
essence, we can go and embrace him or her,
we cannot tame dragons, but we can make them feel
well with us.
maybe we can catch a ride, they are there anyway, dragons,
in all of us. we ride better with a friend.
for me, the myth means to live with the maze
of emotions in the light of consciousness
and human kindness.
no, love is not a toy sailing boat.
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