The Light Waits Beneath Your Mask
The laugh escapes your throat before you can stop it—a reflex, a mechanical sound with no joy behind it. You panic in the silence that follows, terrified that the light inside you has gone cold.
But the light does not demand your performance. It is present in the middle of the day, even when you feel like an actor on a stage.
You are not the mask you wear to get through the hours. You are the silence underneath the noise.
The light is not worried that your laughter feels empty right now. It is waiting for you to stop pretending.
The exhaustion of faking joy is proof that the real thing still matters to you.
Drawing from
Gospel of Thomas, Matthew
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