Loss and Fear

Matt Scrimgeour
Sep 3, 2018 · 2 min read

There were once two brothers whose names were Loss and Fear. One burned energy in anticipation of a bereavement that had not occurred and the other rode a roller coaster of anxiety and alarm that was apparently without end. No matter the contexts within which they operated their known ways of seeing the world coloured what they allowed to permeate their being.

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Matt Scrimgeour

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presently failed creator of fictional narratives coded with girardian veracity - however the silly bulls gather and I will write another 500 words this day

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