So, fear’s the new punk squatting in the pantheon of mortal sins.
That oozing narcissism, born from the left hemisphere’s tyrannical stranglehold on our skulls, lights up our amygdalas like a cheap firecracker every time our little empire of self gets a scratch. It’s a meltdown, a psychic Fukushima, fears and anxieties piling up in our heads like illega…