The End of Rope

I didn’t wish for this mirror, but it was bound to happen. When it started to reflect, world was already set up and running. No one asked for anyone’s consensus. There was only that unspoken expectation, an undercurrent imbued in each and every human activity that tried to shape and polish the mirror’s surface, “You either play this game we inherited from our ancestors, no matter how stupid it is or which side of barricade you are on, or you may as well die for spoiling the fun of slowly killing each other in many, many fanciful ways.” … and humanity still thinks it can invent a better universe.

Surrender, let go;
No one can attune to Tao.
Make it align you.