I love labyrinths.
Wait, let me amend that.
I love labyrinths, in theory.
In practice, what is advertised as a labyrinth is often of the contemplative nature rather than the ... say ... Jack Nicholson in The Shining with an axe nature. (I'm looking at you, Brookgreen Gardens!)
Yes, I know meditation and contemplation and all that spiritual stuff is good for you.
I got it. You walk, you contemplate, you become a better person.
I want a true hedge maze. With high walls and mystery lurking around every corner.
I want a minotaur in the center devouring young adventurers.
I want danger, the unknown, the potential to get hopelessly lost.
I want Jack Nicholson with an axe, darnit!
Enlightenment has got nothing on that.
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