Clarity is treated as a side effect

until it becomes the only goal.

 

Nothing tries to convince.
Nothing reassures.

Nothing is real.

 

If something feels stable,

it may only be waiting to fall apart.
If something feels useless,

it might be functioning perfectly.

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Form behaves politely

while doing something else.

Logic is applied just far enough

to reveal its edges.

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Until seriousness becomes inefficient.

 

Nothing demands attention.
Nothing rewards it.

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Everything is questionable.

Until the question becomes the only certainty. 

 

If something feels deliberate, it probably is.
If something feels accidental, it probably is.

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Pretty sure. Bussi.