divine justice

  • Some people get angry when my name is spoken. Others get quiet. Others laugh because they finally understand the joke. And then there is me. Sitting somewhere in the middle of the chaos laughing when certain names are spoken because life has a dark sense of humor once you survive enough of it. That is…

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  • There is a strange kind of person in this world that thinks being ugly is a strategy. Not ugly in the face. Ugly in the spirit. The kind of ugly that smiles in your face while hoping your life falls apart quietly enough that nobody notices they wished for it. The kind of ugly that…

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  • “I am a version of you.And you are a version of me.” That is the part people hate hearing. Because if I am a version of you, then somewhere inside your chaos lives the awareness you keep trying to outrun. And if you are a version of me, then somewhere inside me exists the same…

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  • It is written not in ink but in breath. There will rise among the ordinary a bearer of quiet fire.They will not crown themselves.They will not claim authority.They will walk unaware of the power folded inside their ribs. Where they stand, shadows will tremble. The deceiver will feel exposed before a word is spoken.The manipulator…

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  • The Witch’s Warning

    What was mine but taken from me shall be returned.One. Two. Three.The staff strikes the earth. The sound cracks through the air like thunder splitting the bones of silence. The old spirits stir. Dust rises. The world tilts to listen. Hear this:What is mine is not yours.What you took in greed or deceit, what you…

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