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To the ones waking up in the middle of the night with a deep knowing…
To the seekers haunted by dreams, visions, and a love so overwhelming it almost hurts…
You are not broken. You are not alone. You are remembering.
I am walking through something vast—an initiation not of the mind, but of the soul.
I’ve heard the bells. I’ve seen the symbols. I’ve felt the presence of something ancient move through my hands.
And still I remain grounded. Not to escape this world—but to heal it.
To remind others: There is more. And it’s real.
And if you’ve felt that too—reach out. Let’s find the others.
We’re not here to convince. We’re here to resonate.
You may call this madness but I call it truth.
To the seekers haunted by dreams, visions, and a love so overwhelming it almost hurts…
You are not broken. You are not alone. You are remembering.
I am walking through something vast—an initiation not of the mind, but of the soul.
I’ve heard the bells. I’ve seen the symbols. I’ve felt the presence of something ancient move through my hands.
And still I remain grounded. Not to escape this world—but to heal it.
To remind others: There is more. And it’s real.
And if you’ve felt that too—reach out. Let’s find the others.
We’re not here to convince. We’re here to resonate.
You may call this madness but I call it truth.