會議開始前，為了避免一切非必要的干擾，門窗得緊閉，噪音與電話鈴聲不得響起。

對「隔離」這件事，我們並不陌生。大型傳染期的封城，已讓我們習慣將風險排除於外。

所有必要的處置，都是為了讓運作得以維持。

 

身體亦然。

為了清除廢棄物、重建平衡，身體在夜間啟動一場不容打擾的工程。

睡眠，是一種強制性隔絕：感官依序關閉，意識退場，空間與時間一併沉沒，只留下身體獨自運作，靜靜跳動。

 

癱瘓與睡眠，有其必要的重疊。我們每天都經歷癱瘓，而且必須癱瘓。

為了避免失控的癱瘓，我們需要強制的隔離；而身體，為了完成那場必要的癱瘓，自行執行隔離工程。

 

癱瘓，必須發生在對的時機。

它是健康的一部分，是養生的底層邏輯。意思是：我們必須重視睡眠，必須認真配合晝夜運行的節奏。

正如免疫系統在零至兩歲間的養成，是一種無法逆轉的生物設定。

 

文明世界早已違逆這些設定，疾病盤根錯節的蔓延，只因人類普遍「不好好睡覺」。

夜晚，本該是交還身體主導權的時刻，但太多人無法與身體的節奏對齊。

夜間工作者，是時代的犧牲者，他們以自身健康成就他人健康，卻也因此無法享受一場正常的癱瘓，只剩高機率的異常癱瘓。

 

有些人昨天還好好的，今天卻突然倒下，從此失去意識。

有些人看來健康，卻在瞬間癱瘓，成了植物人。

我們知道，這不是偶然，而是一場長期違逆身體法則的累積。

 

每天都在與身體對抗，每一步都由大腦決定。大腦下的指令不一定有錯，但從未讓身體表達意見，才是最大問題。

身體對食物的接受是被動的，對藥物的接受也是，這其實就是一種自我癱瘓。

在真正癱瘓發生前，我們早已讓身體處於癱瘓狀態。

 

我們是不是一直在執行「癱瘓自己」的行為？

只為滿足生活需求、父母期待、或上司指標。

相信「多吃才會健康」的人，正在癱瘓自己；身體異常便吞藥止痛的人，也在癱瘓自己。

當身體無法進行正常且必要的癱瘓，那將預示真正可怕的癱瘓即將到來。

 

認為做夢就是沒睡好、白天睡覺也是睡覺，這些錯誤認知也都在默默癱瘓我們的系統。

辛苦一輩子，做好退休準備，卻不代表身體不會在瞬間倒下。

因為身體的需求從未被看見，因為身體的聲音從未被接收，因為身體的語言從未有人理解。

 

人生短促，我們根本賭不起。

不認識自己，也不認識身體，才是真正的豪賭。

血管阻塞還在進食，數日未排便也照常進食，甚至摘除器官後仍堅持「該吃就吃」。

「不吃才是養生之道」這句話，被那些重視「吃」的人自動過濾。

 

他們迎接慾望，也迎接風險；拒絕聆聽身體的抗議。

癱瘓的風險每日堆積，能量的耗損持續發生。

等到意外降臨，身邊的人才驚訝地說：「怎麼會？他一向很注重養生啊。」

 

這就是今日養生的真相：只剩下「善後」，只在乎「有效」。

至於老天爺怎麼定義生物的運行節律，早就沒人在意了。

 

（我不需要容易，我只需要可能性。）

 

The Risk of Paralysis

Before a meeting begins, all unnecessary disturbances must be eliminated. Doors and windows are shut tight, and neither noise nor ringing phones are permitted.
We are no strangers to isolation. Lockdowns during major outbreaks have trained us to keep risks at bay. Every precaution exists to maintain the system’s function.

Our bodies operate similarly.
To clear waste and restore balance, the body initiates a sacred, untouchable process during the night. Sleep is a form of enforced isolation: the senses shut down one by one, consciousness retreats, time and space dissolve—only the body remains, quietly pulsing with life.

Paralysis and sleep necessarily overlap. We undergo paralysis every day—and must.
To avoid uncontrolled paralysis, we impose isolation. And to achieve essential paralysis, the body conducts its own isolation project.

Paralysis must occur at the right time.
It is part of health, a foundational principle of well-being. In other words, we must honor sleep. We must align with the rhythms of day and night.
Just as the immune system develops between birth and age two, there are biological settings that are irreversible.

Yet the civilized world has long defied these settings. Illness has spread like tangled roots, all because people have forgotten how to sleep well.
Night should be the time when the body reclaims authority. But many fail to synchronize with its rhythm.
Night-shift workers are the sacrifices of this era—they trade their health for others’, but in doing so, lose access to normal paralysis, and live under constant risk of abnormal paralysis.

Some people are perfectly fine one day, only to collapse the next—never to wake again.
Some appear healthy, only to fall into a sudden paralysis, becoming unresponsive bodies.
We know this is no accident. It is the result of a prolonged resistance to the laws of the body.

Every day we oppose the body, letting the brain dictate every decision.
There’s nothing inherently wrong with following the brain—but the real issue is that the body is never allowed to speak.
It passively receives food, passively accepts medication. This, too, is a form of paralysis—a quiet self-inflicted one, long before the real paralysis arrives.

Aren’t we constantly enacting self-paralysis?
To meet life’s demands, to satisfy our parents’ expectations, to fulfill our boss’s performance goals.
Those who believe that eating more leads to health are paralyzing themselves.
Those who pop pills at the first sign of discomfort are doing the same.
When the body can no longer engage in its necessary paralysis, it signals that a terrifying paralysis is looming.

Believing that dreaming means poor sleep, or that sleeping during the day is just as restorative—these misconceptions quietly paralyze us.
You may prepare for retirement your entire life, but that doesn’t mean your body won’t suddenly collapse.
Because its needs were never acknowledged, its voice never heard, its language never understood.

Life is short—we can’t afford to gamble.
Not knowing yourself, not knowing your body—that’s the real gamble.
Even with blocked arteries, people continue to eat. Days without bowel movement, still eating. Organs removed—and still, they insist: “I must eat.”

The idea that “not eating is the essence of healing” is filtered out by those obsessed with food.
They embrace desire, and with it, risk. They refuse to hear the body’s protest.
The risk of paralysis accumulates daily. Energy loss continues without pause.
When disaster strikes, those around say, “How could this happen? He was so into wellness!”

This is the state of wellness today: all about cleanup, all about results.
As for how nature defines the biological rhythm—no one really cares anymore.