Pride as absence, not presence.
Pride isn’t always loud.Sometimes it hides in silence.It refuses help, refuses grace, refuses even to bleed where others might see.And…
Read More
Not all scars are on the body.
Pain does not pass without leaving its shape.It carves. It tests. And sometimes — it sharpens.That’s why the blade remembers.Because…
Read More
The worst traps feel like home.
Lust does not scream.It offers what you’ve always craved — in the voice you always trusted.It completes you.Until it owns…
Read More
“The System” is not fiction. It’s a mirror.
Systems don’t kill because they hate. They kill because they calculate. They do not require your anger.Only your absence.And that’s…
Read More
THE EIGHTH BELL
“Some bells are never heard. Only felt.” Beginning of the End The envelope was unsealed, unmarked, unassuming. It lay between…
Read More
Life is not test.
Life isn’t a test. It’s an offering. And every day you’re alive, you either accept it with clarityor reject it…
Read More
Leave a Reply