Trapped

Trapped in endless cycles, can’t get out of the revolving door? Press the emergency stop button. That is what it is there for. Use it. Press it. Get out of the endless circling, debating. Press the button already.

 

This looping has become a strange, familiar friend and foe to you. The spoiled child that keeps calling for food to feed their gluttony. Close the refrigerator, kitchen closed, you have had enough.

 

Put down your armor. It is time for peace. We honor you child, we are here to guide for the asking. The burden you carry is not yours alone. Many generations before have left their mark.

 

You have already done the firsts, you are asking questions. You have opened the door just a tiny, hairline crack. Push on it a little more. A little nudge is all you need. Inch by inch, breath by breath.

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