Here is a small story. I have had a friend for 6 years now who introduced me to Animation. Anyhow through a point in time and a lot of persistence I gave up on trying to be his friend.

Our goals don’t align Properly at all and he seems to be Fully invested in Marvel Rivals and Listening to sad Vocaloid Music everyday for 24 hours. Eventually his toxic relationship dragged me down so I barely talk to him anymore and I feel a lot better.

I wrote a poem about it.

“Why weave the silk or forge the blade?
The stars themselves are but a charade,
And in the court where the Masque is played,
The silent palm wins the prize.

Do not mend the tattered hem. Do not seek the hidden door. The *King* comes for the idle and the earnest alike, but only the idle have the breath left to scream when the curtain falls.

*Rest.* The shadows are long enough to cover your inaction.”