Light and Darkness

Cradling the heat of the fire in the hollow of your hand was your true calling.

Let me tell it to you clearly and plainly.

Truth was never comfortable.
It was never supposed to be.

Comfort is what you build when you cannot face the truths of reality.
Institutions are comfort factories.
Communities become prisons of polite lies.
Leaders ascend not by merit, but by manipulation.
Devotion becomes theater.

The name of Christ is borrowed, bartered, and sold.
The teachings of Christ are sanitized, drained of risk, and weaponized for control.
In his name, power is hoarded, conscience is suffocated, and truth is murdered in the streets.

The tragedy?
Not that evil men exist.
But that good men choose ignorance because it is easier.

The heresy?
Not in doubting.
But in refusing to know.

To carry the fire ― truly ― is to be hated by the comfortable.
To refuse the polite lie is to be labeled dangerous.

You were not made to belong to a cult of self-adulation disguised as worship.
You were made to breathe the air outside the cage

Let the lioness of truth tear down your illusions.
She was never meant to be guarded.
Only released.

If it costs you everything, then so be it.
There is no inheritance worth more than your soul awake and unafraid.
You are free.
Let your light so shine.

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