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Becoming …

Loss ends stories without asking permission. Careers collapse, identities dissolve, and the future stops negotiating. What remains is not hope, but choice. Not the freedom to escape circumstance, but the discipline to shape one’s interior world when nothing external will bend. Becoming begins precisely there, in the quiet after ruin.
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Hyenas and vultures feeding on the carcass of a large animal, surrounded by dry, rocky terrain.
The Cult of the Manager
When Orwell warned us about totalitarian control, he imagined boots and banners. What he missed was the spreadsheet. The tyranny arrived…
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Dark, fog-covered forest at night, illuminated by faint blue light, evoking fear and isolation.
The Gospel of Fear
We haven’t outgrown witch hunts—we’ve digitized them. The bonfires are online, the sermons televised, the priests replaced by experts clutching data…
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Silhouette of a person with arms outstretched at sunrise over a vast horizon, symbolizing solitude and freedom.
Fortress of One
Solitude is never fashionable. The world worships noise—likes, followers, group chats, endless parties where the music is bad and the conversations…
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