Control and Surrender

Control and Surrender

After a week of resistance training, my weight has finally dropped below 69kg. Physical progress is tangible—a system where input directly equals output. Something I can control.

But the mind and the world follow a different logic.

Lately, recurring dreams visit me like a message from the past, whispering about something left unfinished. Meanwhile, in the waking world, some of my loved ones are falling into the trap of manipulative organizations that exploit human psychology for profit. It is painful to witness.

I tried, but I realized I cannot stop them or reason with them. You cannot force a patch onto a system that doesn't want to change. I have reached the limit of my influence.

Waking up early and fixing my health is within my power. Saving everyone else is not. I have to accept my helplessness, step back, and whisper a quiet prayer.

God bless them.