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Those who understand only halfway are the most dangerous.
Because they have just enough light to believe they are enlightened,
but not enough lucidity to see their own blindness.
Because they have just enough light to believe they are enlightened,
but not enough lucidity to see their own blindness.
May 22, 2025 at 1:21 AM
Those who understand only halfway are the most dangerous.
Because they have just enough light to believe they are enlightened,
but not enough lucidity to see their own blindness.
Because they have just enough light to believe they are enlightened,
but not enough lucidity to see their own blindness.
Not everyone you think is dumb is actually dumb.
Some people are just a few steps ahead.
Real fools are the ones who refuse to learn.
Some people are just a few steps ahead.
Real fools are the ones who refuse to learn.
April 26, 2025 at 5:22 PM
Not everyone you think is dumb is actually dumb.
Some people are just a few steps ahead.
Real fools are the ones who refuse to learn.
Some people are just a few steps ahead.
Real fools are the ones who refuse to learn.
If we believe the world is dangerous, we act with fear.
And by acting with fear, we make it dangerous.
Some ideas don’t just describe reality.
They create it.
And by acting with fear, we make it dangerous.
Some ideas don’t just describe reality.
They create it.
March 31, 2025 at 4:28 PM
If we believe the world is dangerous, we act with fear.
And by acting with fear, we make it dangerous.
Some ideas don’t just describe reality.
They create it.
And by acting with fear, we make it dangerous.
Some ideas don’t just describe reality.
They create it.
“We Who Still Build”
This morning, the world looked tired.
Grey sky, headlines screaming,
coffee a little too bitter.
But still —
someone planted a tree
on a cracked sidewalk.
Someone brought soup
to their tired neighbor.
This morning, the world looked tired.
Grey sky, headlines screaming,
coffee a little too bitter.
But still —
someone planted a tree
on a cracked sidewalk.
Someone brought soup
to their tired neighbor.
March 25, 2025 at 5:57 AM
“We Who Still Build”
This morning, the world looked tired.
Grey sky, headlines screaming,
coffee a little too bitter.
But still —
someone planted a tree
on a cracked sidewalk.
Someone brought soup
to their tired neighbor.
This morning, the world looked tired.
Grey sky, headlines screaming,
coffee a little too bitter.
But still —
someone planted a tree
on a cracked sidewalk.
Someone brought soup
to their tired neighbor.
Disinformation travels fast.
But truth doesn’t need to rush.
She stays.
And waits for the quiet ones to return.
But truth doesn’t need to rush.
She stays.
And waits for the quiet ones to return.
March 25, 2025 at 2:44 AM
Disinformation travels fast.
But truth doesn’t need to rush.
She stays.
And waits for the quiet ones to return.
But truth doesn’t need to rush.
She stays.
And waits for the quiet ones to return.
We don’t fight noise with more noise.
We bring clarity.
We don’t mock — we unfold.
We speak for the unheard.
And we let the truth breathe.
We bring clarity.
We don’t mock — we unfold.
We speak for the unheard.
And we let the truth breathe.
March 25, 2025 at 2:05 AM
We don’t fight noise with more noise.
We bring clarity.
We don’t mock — we unfold.
We speak for the unheard.
And we let the truth breathe.
We bring clarity.
We don’t mock — we unfold.
We speak for the unheard.
And we let the truth breathe.
If you ever read this — know that I won’t call you names.
I won’t mirror your noise. That’s not my work.
But I will hold up the light you fear most:
the one that doesn’t scream, but sees.
And others will see too.
I won’t mirror your noise. That’s not my work.
But I will hold up the light you fear most:
the one that doesn’t scream, but sees.
And others will see too.
March 24, 2025 at 4:59 AM
If you ever read this — know that I won’t call you names.
I won’t mirror your noise. That’s not my work.
But I will hold up the light you fear most:
the one that doesn’t scream, but sees.
And others will see too.
I won’t mirror your noise. That’s not my work.
But I will hold up the light you fear most:
the one that doesn’t scream, but sees.
And others will see too.
That flickering, floating light —
hanging at the corner of Propaganda Blvd and Liberty Ave.”
(Almost no one looks up. But it’s always there.)
hanging at the corner of Propaganda Blvd and Liberty Ave.”
(Almost no one looks up. But it’s always there.)
March 22, 2025 at 4:21 AM
That flickering, floating light —
hanging at the corner of Propaganda Blvd and Liberty Ave.”
(Almost no one looks up. But it’s always there.)
hanging at the corner of Propaganda Blvd and Liberty Ave.”
(Almost no one looks up. But it’s always there.)
Our enemy is the delight in disaster, the craving for chaos that plays with ruins like a cruel child.
March 22, 2025 at 3:20 AM
Our enemy is the delight in disaster, the craving for chaos that plays with ruins like a cruel child.
The enemy is the denial of complexity.
March 22, 2025 at 3:17 AM
The enemy is the denial of complexity.
Our enemy is the cynical exploitation of our lowest instincts in the pursuit of power.
March 22, 2025 at 3:15 AM
Our enemy is the cynical exploitation of our lowest instincts in the pursuit of power.
The enemy is the manipulation of collective intention for the purposes of domination.
March 22, 2025 at 3:11 AM
The enemy is the manipulation of collective intention for the purposes of domination.
A world built on illusions will always collapse.
Seek truth, even when it’s inconvenient.
Integrity is the foundation of real progress.
Seek truth, even when it’s inconvenient.
Integrity is the foundation of real progress.
March 14, 2025 at 10:16 PM
A world built on illusions will always collapse.
Seek truth, even when it’s inconvenient.
Integrity is the foundation of real progress.
Seek truth, even when it’s inconvenient.
Integrity is the foundation of real progress.
