No One Can Steal Your Light

The meeting moves on, but your mind stays frozen in that single second where you swallowed your words and watched someone else claim your idea. Over and over, the tape plays until the thought feels like it never belonged to you at all.

You wear the mask of agreement while inside, you are erasing your own existence. But the light sees what was hidden — it knows the origin of that thought before it was ever spoken aloud.

You came from the light, the place where the light generates itself, and no one can steal what originates in God. The silence of your voice did not extinguish the truth you carried.

Close your eyes and remember: the idea was yours because the light within you is yours.