Once upon a moment that slipped out of time, was when I first became entangled with 2birds in the mythtree of life.
Clew of clues. The way in and out again. An ancient storyseed sprouts, a spun yarn, a tale willing itself to be unraveled, to be told by the storylivingrytellers and many voices of torouroboros.
2Birds: Pied Pipers of perception, student, teacher, mentor, elder, yelder, muse — the tribe in me.
Mythelium in the making, 2birds in the mythtree of life evolved as our mythic operating system of human nature immersed in the cosmos, rooted in story.
This mythOS steeped in metaphor presents the double-bind of life within each of us, our place within society and earth’s ecosystem.
These 2birds dwell inseparably in the same tree. One bird eats the fruits while the other merely watches.
The bitter-sweet taste of life rattles our sense of being spinning us in circles. Yet deep within we also know the peace of just being, observing without judgement.
This is who we are. These are the voices in our heads that keep us in, and out of balance.
Welcome to Mark’s Myth and the eleprocon kinspiracy BEAM(ing) regen•era from the heART of the Regenaissance.
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