I am an unstoppable force of nature.

Rivers stop constantly. They pool behind fallen trees, spread sideways across flat ground, go underground for a mile and surface somewhere nobody expected.

What they never do is agree to stay stopped.

That is the honest shape of an unstoppable thing. Not constant motion — a refusal to be permanently absorbed by any one obstacle. Interruption is part of the design rather than a failure of it.

If this has been a pooling month, that is still the river doing what rivers do.