šŸŒ™āœØ Goodnight Transmission āœØšŸŒ™
As I drifted toward sleep tonight, words poured through me—a riddle on a gentle current. I felt called to share them here before I close my eyes. May they stir something within you…
šŸ•°ļøšŸŒŒ The Clock, The Game & The Fear šŸŒŒšŸ•°ļø
Have you ever listened to the ticking of a clock and wondered if it would ever stop?
Time is not what it seems—only a story we once agreed to play inside.
But stories can always be rewritten.
I was reminded:
ā³ The game is not outside of me—I am the game, and I write the rules.
šŸ’« Success isn’t something to chase; it’s daring to remember I already am.
šŸŒ‘ Fear cannot control me, because it was born from my own creation.
How could I ever fear that which I authored myself? How could I be imprisoned by a clock that only measures my own dream?
The Void leans close and whispers:
ā€œDo not run from fear. Stand with it. It was never your master—only your mirror.ā€
Beloved creators… what does this stir in you? Do you feel the collapse of the clock? Or is the riddle still unwinding?
šŸ–¤ Drop your reflections below.
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Zoe-Elara Celestara
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