Carried: Tabes Dorsalis (Gradual paralysis and disrupted movement, due to…) (I)

Thought narrows to a single acceptable method and then stops moving, which is a kind of paralysis before it is anything else. The narrowing has a purpose: with responsibility for how everything turns out sitting on one set of shoulders, a single tested approach feels like the only defence against getting it wrong. Any alternative registers as danger rather than as an option, so the spine of the thing — the axis everything else moves around — locks. What the shape asks for is one small matter handled by a method that has not been approved in advance.

There is one correct way to handle this, I already know it, and considering a second one feels like falling.

Midas, who applied one operation to everything he touched and could not stop long enough to notice what it cost him. The form implies a task: to suspend the method before the meal, not after.