We all have a daemon within us — a divinity, a supernatural being, our cerebrum or whatever — that is the source of our bright ideas, our love, our art.
We also have a lizard — a resistance that fights the daemon, that wants us to fit in, to lower our head and avoid ’embarrassment’.
Relentlessly they battle, and almost always the bigger, stronger and more experienced[footnote]With several million years more experience.[/footnote] lizard wins. But subdue the fucker and it’ll lose. That’s how you can win.