In Search of Common Myth - Pafos-Leeuwarden

The object of my myth is, The Journey Its title, the moment of arrival Its form, a visually represented question. What’s scarier? Moving from the dark towards the light or from the light towards the dark? What would be the experience of an egg when placed on a ledge between these two options? Note: Eggs cannot stay still vertically unless they are laid on a soft surface or have one of their tips broken. -------------------------- I get the feeling that all myths incubate in the dark. At first they have the form of stories, by repetition they transmute into myths and they finally get to be proclaimed culture when emulated in real life. Crafted by parents while in process of putting children to sleep. Half heard in wake, half in our sleep; abstract ideas leak into the subconscious, ferment in our dreams and take action as persuasions when morning comes.