The world is chaos, primal and uncontrollable.

Our lives are not our own, distractions multiplying exponentially.

The whirlwind consumes us, our time forfeit.

In this madness we seek control, a path to order.

Through the strife we move, our will a hammer.

Focused and unleashed at last, we tame the storm.

By Nicholas Byrley

Life always seems ready to overwhelm me with the details and upkeep. Nothing that a little single-minded focus can’t fix however. Still, it does wear me out sometimes.


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