
COMPOSURE
I drew composure with ochre, I kinda connect with the earthiness of the colour.
and it makes me feel especially artistic to work with a limited palette
soft pastels on paper

COMPOSURE
I drew composure with ochre, I kinda connect with the earthiness of the colour.
and it makes me feel especially artistic to work with a limited palette
soft pastels on paper
Being Unbothered Signals Real Power because emotional regulation communicates hierarchy before authority is formally recognized. In boardrooms, parliaments, negotiations, and press conferences, composure shapes perception faster than credentials. Neuroscientist Robert Sapolsky has shown how stress responses alter cognition and status signaling. Leaders who regulate visible reaction conserve…
The magistrate’s wife was as still as a pond full of venomous carp, as perfectly composed as a painting of a murder.
—from A Mouthful of Dust by Nghi Vo

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YOU - (Say something to the insect, quietly, like…)
INSULINDIAN PHASMID - …
YOU - “You exist…”
INSULINDIAN PHASMID - A sudden chirrup fills the air – the walking stick moves its whole body, limbs working independently of each other, like the parts of a masterfully constructed machine.
EMPATHY - It moves just an inch closer to you. Or does it only *feel* like it does?
COMPOSURE - Something in its body language has changed, just slightly…
SIILENG - “*Everything’s* cool. The goods are cool, the customers are cool, the place is cool – and one more thing, officer…”
SIILENG - “… you’re *very* cool.” He makes both hands into finger-pistols and fires a few finger-bullets into the air.
COMPOSURE - You feel a twitch in your index fingers. There’s a finger-shootout a-brewing.
YOU - Whip ‘em out!
SIILENG - He raises his arms in mock alarm. “Don’t shoot, officer! Have we got an arrest here, or just a shakedown?”
YOU - “An arrest.”
SIILENG - “Of course, I’ll come quietly.” A sly wink. “But perhaps I could convince you to arrest some of my wares, officer? With your money, maybe?”
When you fall down again and again, and bounce back up after every fall, … You know you are living.
PAIN THRESHOLD - Sounds like you’re a potential Suicide Cop! With his finger on the *eject* button. Ready to let go of this life! Guess what?
YOU - What’s that?
PAIN THRESHOLD - One bullet should do the trick. You have the gun… and you have the bullet.
COMPOSURE - You’ve made such a big show out of it too. You feel like everyone basically *expects* you to do it now.
VOLITION - What is this? You’re not ready to die, this is garbage.
AUTHORITY - It *would* be the honourable thing to do. It would really show them. Show her too.