Waking up for the first time in the morning, there is a certain peace.
Sometimes, if it follows a vivid dream, the world around you doesn’t even feel real. You lie there, just observing—still, quiet, untouched by anything external.

In that space, you are not reacting. You’re simply noticing. You are stillness itself.
But slowly, your mind begins to wonder—what would it feel like to participate in this moment?

You begin to receive impulses. The world becomes real again.
Something within you—many things, even—begin to stir.
You feel the beauty and the flaws of the moment at once.
You are no longer watching it—you are in it.

This new self is born, shaped by the moment. And because the moment feels beautiful—or intense, or fleeting—you try to preserve it. You try to hold on. You try to contain it in a glass case.

But that desire, however innocent, begins to change everything.

You forget that you were once just an observer. You forget that this moment came to pass, not to stay. You forget who you are.

Now you are the moment. And because you are the moment, you begin to want to change it.

But it was never yours to change.

That power belongs to the one who created the moment—not the one who wandered into it.

Frustration sets in. Then fatigue. Then silence. And you drift back into sleep—
a dream within a dream.

Until one day, you awaken again.
And the cycle repeats.

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This is what it feels like to live in a world full of noise.
We don’t just observe it—we become it.
And in becoming it, we forget that we were always above it.

We spend so much energy trying to fix, perfect, or hold onto noise. But in truth, that was never our role. We were not meant to mold the moment—only to witness it, learn from it, and let it pass.

Stillness is the practice that returns us to clarity.
Letting go is the practice that returns us to peace.

When we stop caging experiences… when we release the illusion of control…
we begin to remember who we are.

And in that remembering, we find the freedom to move without fear.
To dream without attachment.
To act with clarity instead of confusion.

All moments come to pass. They were never ours to keep.
But they were always ours to witness.

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Today, take one moment—any moment—and try not to change it.
Don’t label it good or bad. Don’t fix it.
Just sit with it. Breathe through it.
Let the noise pass, and listen for the signal underneath.

Who are you when you stop trying to become?