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Taming Fear
Penny Pak ’25
There is a beast you have trapped. It lurks harmlessly in a cage of your creation.
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What created the beast?
Was it food that spoiled?
Your ego that coiled up and failed to stop?
Was it your dread?
Perhaps the beast was born from the way it was bred.
Maybe the beast is not as vicious as it seems.
Maybe you have misunderstood its unique hiss.
Maybe, just maybe, the beast does not exist.
And what if it never did? What if it is a concept in your mind?
You want that concept to be real? Then it will be, give it time.
More days of its torment, more days it goes insane.
By then you will actually have something to tame.
Something to blame, something to frame, when it is you who has committed the crime.
You, the cage, that cannot change your heart, your brain, what you call “sane.”
You will confine the beast, try to train it to stay still.
Little do you know, you are only training it to kill.
