The way any animal thinks depends on the limitations of mind and body. If we learn our limitations too soon, we never learn our power.
Their job is to make you feel like you’re about to die. Your job is not to believe them. Your body might get weak, but your mind is strong.
Each stilled body so certain that they were more than the sum of their urges, all the useless spinning, tired mind, collision of desire and ignorance.
No matter the language, the drama always ends the same way. The curtain falls on a stage bedecked with bodies and there is nothing but silence. And death holds all dominion.
No matter how much we think that we’re fooling people, our bodies, they can’t keep lying the way that our minds can.