Religion & Spiritual
My sins are a prison in my mind.
God—or whatever You are—we need to talk. If You’re there at all. That’s the thing, isn’t it? Are You there? Or are You just another idea we’ve built, something we cling to so we don’t have to face the void? Are You the architect of everything, or just the most comforting lie we’ve ever told ourselves?
I don’t know. And that’s hard to admit. I don’t know if You’re real, if You’re listening, or if I’m just...
Do I like me?
We need to talk about me. I mean me. Not the version I present to the world, not the polished façade or the carefully crafted image. Just me—raw, imperfect, sometimes unbearable me.
Do I even like myself? I’m not sure I’ve ever really asked that question out loud, but it’s been circling in my mind like a shadow. Not love myself—that’s a commandment, right? Love your neighbor as yourself. But liking yourself? That feels so much harder, doesn’t...
#HappyNewYears - A secular prayer.
Humanity, we must talk. We can no longer remain silent. As this year draws to a close, the weight of what we have endured, and the suffering that continues to unfold before us, can no longer be ignored. We have been told to accept the status quo, to toil for the benefit of a few while the rest of us are left to struggle and survive. We are all peasants in this world, bound by systems that keep us shackled. The time has come to rise, to break the chains that have kept us in oppression for too...
In God We Trust?
In the intricate dance of human civilization, where shadows flicker beneath the facade of order, the interplay of belief systems and institutional power forms the backbone of societal stability. Social constructs, whether rooted in faith or governance, serve as the silent architects that prevent the descent into chaos. Yet, neither religion nor government alone holds the monopoly on maintaining the moral compass of society. Instead, they function in tandem, each stepping in when the other...
Money: The Greatest Lie We All Agreed to Believe
"Ah, money. The lifeblood of empires, the root of ambition, and the illusion we’ve all agreed to revere. But peel back the gilded layers, and you’ll find it’s nothing more than ink on paper, digits on a screen—a promise that only matters because we’ve decided it does."
Now, let’s not mince words. Money is powerful, yes, but that power doesn’t come from the paper in your wallet or the coins jingling in your pocket. It comes from belief. A shared...
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