My younger universe
st. louis cardinals baseball.
that was it. i believed space ships were real, big yellow birds could talk, and ozzie smith could hear my thoughts.
it was during this time that i was also coerced into believing in talking snakes, that all the animals in the world fit into one fucking boat and that some hippie dude named jesus saved a party by turning water into wine.
it's hard to turn around after being indoctrinated, squashed with fear and told that one's natural thoughts and feelings are bad. and that's a big fucking stain on the shirt of logic.