He all too often promoted himself as a lone wolf. I never understood the notion. Wolves tend to find their greatest success in packs. This lonely notion fostered by dreams of James Dean and a rebel without a cause. It never led to any happiness or success. He was a lone wolf and he wore the mask with great pride. I kept waiting for him to ride up on his motorcycle wearing his leather jacket. In the end he mainly just became a parody of himself and a few Hollywood images I was foolish enough to buy. It must be harsh to buy into a myth only to become a caricature of yourself.
A mask worn tightly
hidden subtle human truths
always denial
perpetually buy in
the false notions we are sold