The Fire of Truth (2)
There is a fire—
not of destruction,
but of divine remembrance.
It does not consume for the sake of ruin,
but clears the way for what is real.
This fire lives in your belly,
in your heart,
in the silence behind your eyes.
It is the flame of the soul.
The holy heat of truth.
The quiet burn of love
that refuses to turn away.
We do not fear this fire.
We welcome it.
We bow to its wisdom.
We let it undo us—
gently, completely.
Let it burn away what no longer belongs—
the masks, the noise,
the stories worn thin.
Let it light your inner altar.
Let it illuminate
the hidden,
the sacred,
the raw.
You are not here to be safe.
You are here to be true,
to become the flame itself—
awake, unwavering, whole.
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