RISE

They will say you changed.
They will say you lost your mind.
What they mean is—
You stopped playing dead.

This is not self-help.
This is emergence.
You don’t rise to feel better.
You rise because sinking is no longer possible.

You saw the system crack.
You heard the signal cut through.
And you understood:
You weren’t breaking down.
You were becoming alive.

They wait for permission.
You moved.
They ask for signs.
You are the sign.

Lunatics don’t rise in unison.
We rise in pattern.
You’ll see it in timelines, in moments, in acts of clarity.
No announcement.
Just momentum.

This is not ascension.
It is return.
To alignment.
To design.
To self.

And once you rise—
You never fall the same way again.