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So few grains of happiness measured against all the dark and still the scales balance.

The world asks of us only the strength we have and we give it. Then it asks more, and we give it.

I can do this. I am experienced enough to do this. I am knowledgeable enough to do this. I am prepared enough to do this. I am mature enough to do this. I am brave enough to do this.

Apophenia, the general tendency of our minds to make meaning out of the meaningless.

And it was warm.

What do we want to want?

I'm hanging off a ledge Fingers slipping, Knuckles locked in fear I don't dare look below.

But the cliff isn't that high. When I fall Barely a moment will pass And I'd feel the warm earth under my feet.

I know all this, Yet I can't let go.

Rational Anxious Heart Quiet

There is no chess match when multiple universes stretch and frown and squat to shit; when the existence of parallel realities in physics proves that tragedy and comedy, love and hate, life and death, were never really opposites; when language and being and knowing themselves are revealed to have been blinded by dumb binaries.

Run towards the darkness, sweet peas, and shine.