So check your pipes. Check your heart. Stop flushing things you know shouldn't go down there.
Your ego is that S-bend. It holds the necessary water of self-respect to keep the foul gases of shame and insecurity from rising into your consciousness. But that same curve is where your pride gets lodged. You refuse to ask for help. You refuse to admit you put something down there you shouldn't have. You flush again, hoping the problem will disappear, only to watch the bowl fill higher.
Water seeks its own level. That is the first law of fluid dynamics and the first law of a peaceful life. Everything we put into the world—whether it is waste, words, or work—must eventually find its way through the system. A blockage is a rebellion against that law. It is the universe’s way of saying: You have sent too much. You have sent something that refused to break down. You have exceeded the capacity of the pipes.
