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I think deep down… I always knew... Even as a kid, before the world got loud, before the pain crept in... I knew. I knew we were part of something bigger. That life was more than just survival. That we came here for something sacred. But somewhere along the way… I forgot. I got lost in it all... in the noise, the pressure, the pain.I numbed myself. Alcohol. Cocaine. Whatever it took to quiet that ache in my soul. Not because I didn’t care... but because remembering hurt. It hurt to feel so much in a world that had gone numb. But even at my lowest, the flame didn’t go out. It flickered in the background… waiting. And when I was finally ready... when I couldn’t run from myself any longer... I rose. Not polished, not perfect… but real. Awake. Hungry to be free. And I still am. We’re not here to be perfect. We’re here to remember. To return to something ancient we carry inside. To reclaim what we lost... not just as individuals, but as a collective. We’ve been disconnected, numbed out, distracted… But none of it was random. It was part of the path... A test of soul... To see if we could remember who we are... even after everything... And now… we are... We’re finding our way home... Together....