Bring Me The Horns of Presque Vu’s Cow

Driven by fear of a disintegrating mind, an esoteric journey commences. Yet more disturbances provoke the question: is it an unfortunate fact of stupidity, or do the personas who reside within hinder recollection by condemning the seeker to sneering judgement before the gates of the memory palace can even be rattled?

The time has come to gallop forth to battle, for the horns of the cow must needs be sought. Take up arms against the Self! Courage to the weak-kneed coward and faith to the wavering dream!