Complex signatures modulate with my senses, so often leave me feeling out of complete control.
Sure I maintain composure as best as anyone can under similar circumstances, but unhealthy stresses that obfuscate my future leave me adapting as if I am traveling through a dense fog.
That complexity means one effective process can be quickly outdated, so I am constantly having to meditatively source myself to then optimally sense the next right move (or inaction, whichever the case may be).
My instincts carry me forward through the chaos, while I know that suffering is always on reality’s menu.
I am grateful for whatever positivity is experienced, and do my best to maintain the understanding that the only sensible answer to fear is courage (e.g. submission to fear is likely an agonizing ride through strengthening weakness).
Still posting my passionate reactions to various issues of the day that impress upon my sense of urgency, but my writing this morning speaks to a different area of my muse — the improvisational expression from pure emotion, since those complex signatures hinder my dutiful pursuits elsewhere.
Longing for calm mental waters, so an environment that I can thrive enough to offer you (as a positive part of our community) value to form a healthy synergy, I maximally patiently navigate the complex challenges that prompt courage.
I hope you are all doing well with your own stresses, and the mysterious exploration being reported partially via this journal continues — both with explicit statements resonating with my mood, and the silence forming a message in its own right.