The Heretic’s Journey begins not with a "call to adventure" but with a crisis of perception. This is the moment you look at the map handed to you by society and realize its lines are a prison, not a guide.

What happens when the familiar structures dissolve? What becomes of us in those nebulous in-between moments? The endings that are not quite over and the beginnings that have not fully begun?

What happens to the parts of ourselves that do not fit the mold? What becomes of the jagged edges, the socially unacceptable desires, the anger, and the raw ambition?

When we collapse the wave function between the sacred and the profane, ordinary life takes on a liturgical weight.

The origins of heresy do not lie in rebellion against God, but in the exercise of human reason. To understand this is to reclaim a vital piece of our intellectual sovereignty.