Harnessing Chaos

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How does one get a grip on all that is wild? Imagining myself casting a net and roping this beast, I plan to ride it as it bucks and spins. Seven seconds, hell no, I’m going to hold on even if it means being dragged through muck and mire or through cobblestone streets until my skin is peeled away. Determined I am to remain on this journey!

This is one of those rare instances where I speak without a script, spinning summersaults in…