A quick blog about rope

How does one contain their thoughts? Much like a scene girl who has had a bad day, are thoughts something that can be contained, or if they had free will, would they act contrarian and try to bring the mood down to their level? Perhaps like Onigumo, I could create a being of thought, contain my thoughts within it and then give it agency and the ability to realize. In this case, would it be my thoughts I was containing, or our shared experience?

If one pulls a rope far enough, can they pull past the end?

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Deep within the recesses of the mind there are forms and shadows, the unreal becoming a vibrant existence where even the outliers are protected. It is sometimes a challenge to keep thoughts controlled and corralled, forced into cages where they must remain as they are forever. 

If a rope is pulled past the end, what do you get? Where does it lead? If someone pulled my rope, I wouldn't even resist, like a dog I would follow their natural power and charisma. I would let them pull really hard sometimes if it made them feel better abour themselves, because that makes me feel good about myself.

When you look in the mirror, do you see yourself? I see a wolf, who lives in a distant wood next to the caves and the bears.