truth and consequence

  • “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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  • The Bed I Made

    This is my voice—the one you didn’t want to hear. The one you said tore holes in your calm, wounded your ego (you called it your heart), and echoed too close to your truth. I am the voice you silenced while pretending to listen, the one that whispered wake up while you slept soundly in…

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  • It’s never “duck.”Autocorrect gets it wrong every time—but maybe it’s right in spirit.Because sometimes all you can dois scream “duck!”and hope you’re low enough when life swings. You ever notice how the Joneses never asked for the job?The world made them saints of suburbia,heroes of hustle,the holy grail of comparison.But no one ever asked if…

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