The rush that comes from the moment of insight.

The feeling of “oh yeah, NOW I get it.”

It rushes over and through the body, bringing a slight smile to the face and relaxing the jaw.

For a second, I feel lighter. I feel like I see things that others don’t.

Maybe even, dare I say it, “superior?”

But the feeling fades and the mind begins its wrestling again, searching for another shot of “brilliance” and a rush of supposed genius euphoria.

And that feeling of “superiority” where I’m elevated, as if sitting on a throne or a cloud?

That’s just the ego, an artificial construct, like a drug dealer pushing on the street corner, saying “you like that feeling, right? I bet you want more of it. Let me give it to you.”

And sure, it feels good, but like any drug, there’s a downside.

And a crash.

Better to step away entirely