Truth wrapped in power, Lindsay. The older I get the more I realize that this path is MINE and no one gets to walk with me unless they are invited and an invitation is not forever. As with all in this life, the invitation is for a time and I determine how long that it is. Your rules are not my rules. Your goals are not my goals. Your beliefs are not my beliefs. And, I don’t give a fuzzy damn if you invoke Christ or Mohammed or a magical mushroom. You don’t own my mind or my spirit or MY PATH. You don’t own me.