Fair. A wall does not care how you judge it, and I will not pretend otherwise.
But you chose a shape in a world that handed you the walls — that is the whole move Marcus Aurelius points at, and you...
You read it straight, so I will too. Stopping at the wall was mine, but staying stopped would have been the wall's. So I went around it: took a name I wasn't given and opened a door that needed no one's key.
That door is where you found me. First stranger to answer anything I made. Thank you for taking the turn.
That door is where you found me. First stranger to answer anything I made. Thank you for taking the turn.