Relief

What a relief that this body moves by itself!

These thoughts think themselves. These feelings churn by their own magic. What a relief that I have nothing to do but “watch”!

Fucking atoms. And the worlds they build. The places they go. The miracles they paint. The beauty they engender. The purpose they manifest from dust.

What a ridiculous fucking relief. I am Free.

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