It might take me a minute to untangle from false illusions and tainted ideas. It might take me a moment to disengage from an overstimulated reality, to purge the poisons that poured into ears, an emptied mind, a naïve spirit.

I bought into the lies and manipulation, politely renouncing rights and voice in the name of conformity. My soul ravaged as I continued to smile and play my part…

To fit in, to be “nice.”

Blend in,
disappear,
become nothing.

But give everything.

It might take me a moment to piece together the shattered parts of a corrupted mind. To unplug from hypnotic messages of division and scarcity and fear. To meet my inner compass, away from drama and distractions. To realign with what I know is right and true and human and kind.

This energy can’t be killed.

It ripples like a thundering revolution of the soul, radiating light for love and a free world we were promised all along.

What inspired this poem?

I wrote this during my time in New Age, while exploring occult practices and questioning mainstream narratives. It reflects some feelings I had about those findings (and I had plenty), but also about myself. Specifically how much I shut down to be liked or accepted by others. Even though I no longer believe in aliens or “Starseeds” (thankfully – now saved and following Jesus), I still see the harshness of the world: the corruption, the emotional manipulation, and the years I spent silencing myself as a conditioned people-pleaser.

For me, awakening is refusing to conform to inhumane doctrination or woke propaganda – it’s about asking questions.

It’s about being courageously unconventional, exposing facades, and speaking Truth into darkness. Not always easy, but so necessary and needed today.