You Are the Space Holding the Rage

The screen is dark now, but the heat in your chest feels like the monster's fire. You are terrified that the rage you feel has made you just like them.

But listen — the light does not confuse the fire of destruction with the fire of grief. What you are feeling is not the monster; it is the part of you that knows something is wrong.

Thomas said the kingdom is inside you, not in the sky where you can point at it, but here, in the very place you fear is corrupted. What you are looking for has already come.

It is sitting with you in this 4am silence, untouched by the violence on the screen or the violence in your blood. You are not the anger.

You are the space holding it. The light was there before the rage arrived, and it will be there after it burns out.