Temperament

 The amount of control and understanding to keep emotions tempered are immense, that require so much to even make this possible. Mindfulness has become such a buzzword, it's easy to understand why this seems unachievable. The irony of it being that the exercise that can allow for this to happen requires no time or effort.

Just closed eyes and pushing out all thoughts. 

Letting the thoughts come and go is the healthiest thing possible for clarity. It is the strongest method for creating a stable mental state. Clear the clutter and drain the toxins. Do what is needed.

Just close your eyes. 

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