Listen! You can hear souls snarling.

Leap up to the vantage of higher-self, and wag your tail in the lower-self junkyard.

Tilt your head, indeed, a soul can remove itself by slipping under the fence of its higher-self. Still, at this crossroads, it already has reconciled that it’s in a scrapyard, one it chose, and one that’s of service to itself… regardless of what other compartmentalized soul snarlers feel.

Free your spirit, unleash the ego, and listen to the kennel of unnecessary suffering and pain.

X'Tzu's Zoo awaits