Day 12 Log

Tonight’s session was brief but intentional.

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I’d already meditated earlier, then checked my rendered video before starting. I didn’t need extra preparation—the body was calm enough to enter the rite directly.

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The edge came fast. I felt the rise, observed the impulse, and stopped right there. No fantasy, no chase—just awareness held steady.

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When I stopped, the body hummed with leftover charge, but the mind stayed clear. Short doesn’t mean weak; it means precise. Each time I catch that signal faster, I prove to myself that control has turned instinctive.

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This energy doesn’t vanish—it circulates. It becomes presence.