There is a great battle that rages inside me.  On one side is the soaring eagle.  The eagle stands for everything that is good, true and beautiful, and it soars above the clouds.  Even though it dips down among the valleys, it lays its eggs on the mountain tops.

The other side of me is the howling wolf.  That raging, howling wolf represents the worst that is in me.  He eats upon my downfalls and justifies himself by his presence in the pack.

​Who wins this great battle?

THE ONE I FEED!