Breaches

The chilling moment, when someone of power, known or unknown to me, behaves Thanos-like:

It nearly killed me, but the work is done. It always will be. I am… inevitable.

Thanos, Avengers Endgame

More chilling, when I don’t realise this, until after the Thanos-like finger click. In fact, the finger click has happened. I simply haven’t been in the same script, watching the same movie. Watching with my VR headset, seeing and creating my own reality. Until, this reality is breached.

Thus, sadness and hurt, emerge. Arrive in my headset, in my head, and in my heart.

The universal inevitability, of trust and integrity being trashed on a corporate altar. Primus inter pares. Corporateness before humanity. Grey suit and socks before chinos and colour. Fit before capability. Do I learn? Do I ever.

And, I forget. Perhaps, I simply choose not to remember. Putting the ground hog day down, like an empty coffee cup to be reused. Put down, not discarded.

In forgetting, I create my new reality, moving my boundaries to where I have been previously unsafe. Including, inside my boundaries, those of unknown quantity and quality. Often, integrity apparent, yet not examined. Not examined rigorously.

Trusted, through choice, my choice. Without sufficient evidence, a choice before the fact. Often rewarded. Rarely so, in a Thanos-led universe.

And, I learn. I become Iron Man, in response, partly. Without the Iron Man quote, and universe-saving click which destroys him and Thanos.

I remember, and I recall. I know how to survive, to prosper, to thrive.

I am me, not my thoughts, not my fears, not my projections.

I am. me, here. Unbreachable. Inevitable.