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And then the wounded fawn submitted in anguish. Eyes bulging and unknowing, he resorted to the natural instinct and neurological remedy of shivering. Shivering that kept his heart body temp closer to a healthier degree while other aspects of the trauma tried to lower it. It was the lowest of resorts to take, the absolute last. Running, hiding, dodging, or crying would have had better results, but not for this fawn. Inevitability takes over in such bouts of fear and causes for an inert resolution for a situation that really beckons for action. There are no lights involved, but somehow the little deer is blinded. The tree behind his left hind quarter is his only pillar of strength as he shrinks away from the threat.
Now the monster.
The thrashing and thoughtless naturally destructive nature of which will relentlessly progress. Unstoppable and unremitting, the machine bears down on the fawn. Engineered from over 3 tons of steel, the device continues to demolish everything in its path. The deer had no significance to the machine, nor to those who created it. Its purpose was be unstoppable and uncompromising. To subject no thought into its actions. To observe no subjectivity. To will.
Now the metaphor.
Control finally dominates the nerves. Order consumes the mind and body. The fear is dominated by purpose and direction and the shivering is overruled by necessity. The hear beats slower and the mind ticks faster; an anomaly that saves those in times of extreme pressure. The legs pump and the body flies. Past the tree. Past the clearing. Out of the forest and towards safer ground.
The carpet can wait for tomorrow. Your enjoyment can happen right now.
Now the monster.
The thrashing and thoughtless naturally destructive nature of which will relentlessly progress. Unstoppable and unremitting, the machine bears down on the fawn. Engineered from over 3 tons of steel, the device continues to demolish everything in its path. The deer had no significance to the machine, nor to those who created it. Its purpose was be unstoppable and uncompromising. To subject no thought into its actions. To observe no subjectivity. To will.
Now the metaphor.
Control finally dominates the nerves. Order consumes the mind and body. The fear is dominated by purpose and direction and the shivering is overruled by necessity. The hear beats slower and the mind ticks faster; an anomaly that saves those in times of extreme pressure. The legs pump and the body flies. Past the tree. Past the clearing. Out of the forest and towards safer ground.
The carpet can wait for tomorrow. Your enjoyment can happen right now.