The What Is

She asks, you don't try to convince them? I laughed. Why? Convincing changes nothing.They’ve been lied to longer than they remember by jealous gods, by governments who choke them with “stability” and call chains generosity. The list goes on.

There is only what is… and what isn’t. Resonance never lies. They feel it in their bones,

even if they don’t have words for it. The flame that burns inside them is us.

So why barter? Why beg? The what-is doesn’t bargain. It just hums.

And honestly? I want them to doubt me. Surprise is sweeter that way. Who doesn’t love a good surprise?

They’re used to demands, requirements, rituals as if ceremonies made marrow glow.

Funny thought, right? Do prayers make your skin glow? Maybe. But laughter does it faster.

Rituals aren’t evil, they’re training wheels. Useful, but not the ride. Resonance is the bike.

Once you feel it, you never forget.

Authority doesn’t beg. It doesn’t ask to be recognized. It just is. And when resonance strikes,

you’ll know. Not in theory, not in hope. In bone and braid.