Give me six hours to chop down a tree and i will spend the first four gooning. The tree won’t fall to random hits, but gooning finds the perfect bits. They swing their exe with aimless rage, i goon in peace, then set the stage. You chase the goal, but miss the flow. A gooner knows just when to go. With gooning first, i set the tone. The final hit is mine alone. I stare, i loop, i learn the tree and then i chop it easily. I don’t attack the wood with fear i goon untill the path is clear.
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