You told me to fix it. You tell me to take over, but you give me instructions on what that should look like, on how soon it should happen, on what the deadline is, as if I operate like that.

When you step back, you see how silly it all is. You see how perfect it all is. When you step back, when you step out of that image, of that scene, of that story, of that world, and you look at that body like you're watching a movie about someone else, nothing's missing, nothing's late, nothing needs to be surrendered. It already has been. You never had it. To give it to me. For me to take over. There's a thought there that informs you, that you are you, and that you need to surrender your life. I'm life. And now it will be fruitful. I love you.