It was never about the effing horse.
There I said it.
If you need to unfollow this podcast I understand, but NOTE: I never actually say or write the real cussword...
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Dasanka was a beautiful beast who embodied, yea, personified evil to Little Me. God bless that equine, her memory became the safe place for anger, fear, and rage along with a whole host of other big emotions and thoughts over which Little Me's mulled. Embarking upon EMDR trauma therapy, the horse was the "safe" memory where my brain began while we picked locks to my deeply hidden and repressed mental vaults.
Who is the author of evil? Its name is satan, or who I call d'Evil. (I refuse to offer capital letters for this fiend's name, to offer an apostrophe to offer possessive with "it's", or to recognize a "proper noun" or "title" because there is NOTHING proper about evil or from where it comes.)
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