The Relief of Becoming Small Here, at the boundary of the light, resistance evaporates. There is no drama, just a gentle easing, a willing surrender to a scale far more than us. Drop the heavy: all the grunts, and noise of self as it fights to remain separate. Instead... let's melt. It's only a brief friction as we break the surface, trading something finite for the infinite. The gradient doesn't swallow you. It is you.
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