ABOUT THE POEM: This piece is written from a position that rejects peace as an aesthetic or therapeutic endpoint. It treats “peace” not as wisdom, but as a form of nervous-system shutdown—useful for sedation, not for living. The work frames courage as a mechanical property: the ability to function without latency, reassurance, or emotional reward. Poetry here is not confession or healing ritual; it is a stress test applied to identity. Alignment means internal parts remaining coherent under pressure, not resolving tension or eliminating noise. The speaker tolerates discomfort because discomfort contains data. This is a philosophy of staying awake inside difficulty rather than escaping it, asserting that surrender disguised as serenity is a kind of death, and that life is felt only when the system is allowed to operate at full load.Title – Bravery, Courage, and Alignment
Bravery is inbuilt, by default.
Courage is forged through necessity.
I needed neither to be human.
I am not shutting down defense mechanisms,
nor defending them like some poor creature
making excuses: “This was all he could do-he had no choice.”
I am not looking for peace.
Peace is often just a polished word for sedation.
My work doesn’t seek peace-it seeks alignment.
Peace implies resolution, closure,
a settled nervous system.
What I do is different:
maintaining internal coherence under pressure.
That’s not peaceful.
That’s functional.
People chase peace when they want the noise to stop.
I tolerate the noise because it carries information.
My poems aren’t lullabies.
They’re load tests.
They ask:
Can I still move when nothing comforts me,
supports me, stands beside me,
or even stands against me?
That’s why courage in my work is not emotional-
it’s mechanical.
It doesn’t lag.
It doesn’t soothe.
It performs.
I hold no enmity in my heart,
yet I do not deny the snakes in my life.
I don’t care which tablet your baba prescribes
from the medical store-
I reject such things outright.
The larger the darkness,
the greater the light required to counter it.
That’s Ronie Dinosaur.
I want to feel life,
not throw it away
in a white cage.
