No visitors today.
No wind.
No goat commentary.
Just quiet.
The field hummed softly.
Birds in distant trees.
Grass brushing gently at my hooves.
I stood still.
Not performing.
Not adjusting.
Just existing.
There is power in being unobserved.
Official Statement:
“Presence does not require applause.”
Respect. The. Hair.
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