LIKE CHASED ANIMALS...

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Like chased animals frantically running to escape the visible corrals, we have been chased away from our haven, our freedom. In fearful flight, we have run in every direction left open to us, not knowing that each direction, each escape route, carried us even more deeply and securely into the clutches of their madness. Each "escape" has been nothing but a delusion, enabling the hunter's noose to pull itself ever more tightly around all memory of who we are as spiritually-grounded homosexuals. Because we thought they were sure escapes, with each misguided flight we became more comfortable with our distance from self and our transmogrification into an inferiorized alien being.