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“I didn’t come to be decoded.

I came to disrupt the signal.”

—

There was a time I shaped my truth like clay

so it would fit in other people’s hands.

I softened the edges.

Over-explained.

Tried to make the wild understandable,

the mystical measurable,

the depth digestible.

But I am not here to be decoded.

I am here to be felt.

Like thunder.

Like the ache before a storm.

Like something ancient remembering itself through form.

—

There are places I will never be understood.

And that is no longer a problem to fix.

It is a permission slip to be.

Because understanding is not always the gateway to love.

Sometimes presence is.

Sometimes resonance is.

Sometimes just witnessing the flame

is enough.

—

If I have to contort to be understood,

I’ve already been made smaller than my purpose.

And the soul does not tolerate that forever.

Eventually, it rises.

In silence or in roar.

And it no longer cares who gets it.

—

Now, I speak in the tongue of the initiated.

Not to exclude—

but to remember who I’m here for.

I speak in symbol.

I move in signal.

I live in alignment with something older than consensus.

And the ones who feel it—

they know.

They don’t need to understand every word.

They just know what it means to remember something

you were never taught.

—

I am not here to be understood.

I am here to be real.

And reality—

in its truest form—

is not always explainable.

But it is undeniable.

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“I didn’t come to be decoded.\n> \n> I came to disrupt the signal.”\n\n—\n\nThere was a time I shaped my truth like clay\n\nso it would fit in other people’s hands.\n\nI softened the edges.\n\nOver-explained.\n\nTried to make the wild understandable,\n\nthe mystical measurable,\n\nthe depth digestible.\n\nBut I am not here to be decoded.\n\nI am here to be **felt.**\n\nLike thunder.\n\nLike the ache before a storm.\n\nLike something ancient remembering itself through form.\n\n—\n\nThere are places I will never be understood.\n\nAnd that is no longer a problem to fix.\n\nIt is a **permission slip** to be.\n\nBecause understanding is not always the gateway to love.\n\nSometimes presence is.\n\nSometimes resonance is.\n\nSometimes just witnessing the flame\n\nis enough.\n\n—\n\nIf I have to contort to be understood,\n\nI’ve already been made smaller than my purpose.\n\nAnd the soul does not tolerate that forever.\n\nEventually, it rises.\n\nIn silence or in roar.\n\nAnd it no longer cares 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