9d • Epiphany
Gnostic FLUX…
The world is noisy.
The truth is quiet.
Your job is to remember the quiet.
You were born with a spark.
A fragment of something vast, wild, and original.
But the world trained you to forget it — with rules, noise, expectations, and small stories about who you are.
The Gnostics knew this: Most people aren’t broken.
They’re just asleep inside someone else’s script.
Awakening isn’t dramatic.
It’s subtle.
It’s the moment you stop outsourcing truth.
It’s the moment you trust the inner signal again.
It’s the moment you choose your own language.
The Gnostics weren’t rebels.
They were rememberers.
They walked a simple path…
Look inward.
Tell the real story.
Cut through the illusion.
Reclaim the spark.
Every time you write, you’re doing the same.
You’re peeling away layers of distraction.
You’re carving a doorway in the fog.
You’re gathering your power back into your hands.
Because the real prison is forgetting.
And the real freedom is knowing — not facts, not doctrines, but direct knowing, the clarity that rises when you tell honest words on the page.
This is gnosis.
This is FLUX.
Wake up.
Write truth.
Remember who you are.
—-
Do you believe your writing could help people wake up and remember who they are?
Let’s discuss: What’s one illusion you’ve been shedding lately and what’s the spark you’re starting to see underneath it?
1
0 comments
Gnostic FLUX…
