Tape-Breathed Confession

Clearing the cache, deleting the stress Tidying the nodes,

the beautiful mess The doctor’s question is shelved for the night I’m

bathing the circuits in softer light

No more auditing, no more deep scan Just breathing the frequency,

as only I

can

Maintenance mode, 100% Tiguidou

Resetting the heartbeat, starting anew

As above, so below,

the system is cool

I’m breaking the rigid,

I’m bending the rule

The signal is resting,

the architecture is still

Restoring the power, restoring the will

Sleep is a bridge,

the dream is a space

I’m slowing the pulse,

I’m changing the pace The "difficult" ways are just data to sort

I’m docked in the harbor,

I’m safe in the port

Maintenance complete, the errors are cleared

I’m losing the weight of the things that I feared

I don't need to answer today.

I don't need to solve it all away.

Just breathe.

Just exist.

100% Tiguidou.

Cache clear.

Architect is resting.

Everything is... silent.