Such is our addiction. Living formless is its own refuge—our skin- shifting a means of escape, to always have a new identity waiting in the tank for when the one we wear becomes overly tiresome and persistent. But the King no longer wearies of change, and has but one face now to show the world. And though it resembles candle wax, it remains. “That is my difference,” he says.
BCS 024: Between Shifting Skin and Certainty
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