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How quickly a thunderstorm can settle into silence.
Storm, rest, storm again.
My heart is quiet. I feel nothing.
But this time it isn't terrible.
Oscillation into sociopathy? Maturity?
Or are the walls just finally built high enough
that nothing can get in?
One can be much more industrious without the complication of emotion. Without distraction.
It's simple.
I've gained the upper hand because I've lost investment. Shunned attachment. Now, I am free to do anything.
I am the stronger,
I am the guarded.
I win.
Calm. Steady. Uninspired. Quiet. Rational. Shallow.
Why am I always 50,000 things at once,
Or nothing?
Storm, rest, storm again.
My heart is quiet. I feel nothing.
But this time it isn't terrible.
Oscillation into sociopathy? Maturity?
Or are the walls just finally built high enough
that nothing can get in?
One can be much more industrious without the complication of emotion. Without distraction.
It's simple.
I've gained the upper hand because I've lost investment. Shunned attachment. Now, I am free to do anything.
I am the stronger,
I am the guarded.
I win.
Calm. Steady. Uninspired. Quiet. Rational. Shallow.
Why am I always 50,000 things at once,
Or nothing?