We are born into an eggshell called human culture. Within it, we feel the constriction, the call of our wings, which must remain folded within it. But those who break the shell know an impossible secret: completely outside, the wings unfurl, and what we had known as ‘a rocking motion’ inside the cramped shell… becomes flight.

Now listen carefully, for you are still within the shell (or our wings would know each other). Those who fly, but do not take their companions to the sky, are deceitful. Those who, having flown, now stand on public pulpits because of their wings, and preach new shells to the trapped — in place of midwifing their birth?

Those are demons.