The world had been built on tolerating discomfort. Now tolerance was failing. Across the city, a phenomenon emerged. People called it The Shedding. Those who resisted The Shedding experienced breakdowns. Panic. Disorientation. Sudden aggression. They clung to outdated roles, outdated currencies, outdated hierarchies. Some even became violent, as if the collapse of their internal structures demanded an external target. Continue reading …
Read MoreThe next three months are about clarifying what we truly value and liberating ourselves from a resistance to change. Stalled change since last September can open back up; everything that has been quietly irritating us suddenly wants a decision. Upgrade instead of detonating. Read more …
Read MoreIn the city of Solae, comfort was engineered. Every citizen wore a small device behind the ear that whispered reassurances when anxiety rose. Hunger was rare. Conflict was softened. No one ever fell too far, and no one ever climbed too high. They called it Stability. But the elders called it The Leak. Continue reading …
Read MoreWhen the world grew loud with masks and echoes, and the people of Kemet forgot the sound of their own true names, Ra rose from the eastern horizon not as fire alone, but as a question. The prayers were many, the hymns were flawless, but something essential was missing. Continue reading …
Read MoreFoggy reboot, bold instincts, questionable judgement. We feel brave. We may not be accurate. New ideas arrive fast. Motivation spikes without clear direction. Belief becomes direction; examine what we believe versus what we actually know. What are we willing to stand for without hiding behind dogma, saviours, or spiritual bypassing ? Read more …
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