Central
The central mechanism for controlling me is tied into a matrix of super thin and quantum strings that are engrained into my core. Movements and decisions before they happen are felt on this silk-like web. I’m in battle with a soul that constantly envedours to dissolution my thoughts and clarity. No matter how hard I smile at the situation, no matter how hard I focus or try or pull myself together to remain constant. It’s there to push and pull the fabric of my ideologies and test my temperament. The situation is always the same, the lesson I’m not getting. Am I to leave design and focus on other things? Is that what this is telling me to do? Well show me a sign of positivity if that is the case.