Tick, tock.

I am calm. I am self-reliant. I cannot be perturbed by the world, no matter how powerful the disturbance. I am as emptiness.

I am a thunderstorm. I am torrential downpour. I am flash floods. I am merciless lightning strikes.

Paranoia would have been better than this guessing. A promise was made.

I know that it’s the nature of the universe to change. I know that it’s the nature of calm and understanding to be fleeting. This pendulum shit is ridiculous.

I need to wrest hold of the pendulum and let go of it completely at the same time. How’s that for a Zen Koan?

Release is good. Need communication.