the cringe rack is full
I find it difficult, sometimes, to stop floating.
In other ways, it is also true that I could be using the word floating in place of the word coasting. Advancing subversively requires stealth; enigmatically moving forwards towards progress.
Advancing provocatively requires extroverted passion mixed with a lack of imbecilic guidance. Pushing temptations aside, whisking away brutal honesty for artificially bright insinuations and deriving progressive elocution in hopes of center attention positioning - these are the methods of the capital. I flit around the perimeter of this only occasionally and peripherally.
It is a choice to jump. It is a choice to ring the trowel dry till there's no towel left. It is up to me. It is up to you, too.
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Float like a butterfly, sting like a bee.
I choose not to jump.
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