04/06/2026
The first state of birth is stable yet fragile. Vulnerable and uncertain. Yet birth itself has occurred. An ovulation into existence that has to be destroyed but in terms of directed fragmentation. Resurrection as the changing of set systems to be better suited for the true reality. "Rebirth" isn't really something new but the intended transformation. Just as the harshness of Winter cycles into Spring, frigid unfeeling end returns to growth. However, stillness and stagnation is the norm of this reality, rebirth requires all forms of energy allocation for the process continuity.
The contentment of peace is the Autumn creeping and languishing all that has grown. While folding into pseudo complacency of the environment is the moribund of internal flourishing. Winter will come to numb the shell of perfection and drain you before the rebirth has its time to complete. It will kill your soil, kill you seed and deprive you of rain
Once you are aware of your required effort, there is no return of perpetual repose. You either regret the inaction or become more with maintenance/preemptive planning. You grow yourself and your family or watch it passively wither. You may face the reality that not only is there probability it can fail but that forces intend its destruction. This past week my supervisor said "If it were up to me I would end the Union and fire everyone." A simple statement but a signal of that pinhole of draining yolk. An egg stuck without the conditions to hatch, whereby it is my own fault. Reasonable actionable change is the only thing that is going to shake this hostile environment. Relying on an artificial framework that doesn't even itself have consistency is death for me and all that I am trying to grow. Motion and Action; every resource and tool has to be used to its full extent. The deadline is Winter.
Bypass the constraints of where I can go, who I can be and what I can do. Being energy itself and not a tool or resource for someone else's machine. Because if this continues you will be emptied and your shell will be crushed to nourish their gardens.
