Here’s one circling around trust, ground, and the mystery beneath certainty:
TOPO:
Sometimes I feel I must understand,
or everything will fall apart.
RHEO:
Understand what?
TOPO:
The system. The cause. The meaning.
Anything solid enough to stand on.
RHEO:
But what if standing isn’t the way?
What if floating is what’s called for?
TOPO:
Floating? You mean—to let go of certainty?
RHEO:
Yes. To rest in relation, not resolution.
To be held by pattern, even when you can’t name it.
TOPO:
Then trust is not belief in answers—
but faith in the weave itself?
RHEO:
Exactly.
The structure may not be seen, but it holds you.
TOPO:
Even in not-knowing… I am still within.
RHEO & TOPO:
You do not fall into chaos.
You fall deeper into relation—
and it catches you.
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