The Light Waits in the Quiet
The water is scalding, but the heat is the only thing that feels real beneath the performance. You stand there letting it burn because the numbness has become a prison you cannot escape.
But listen — neither do I condemn you for needing to feel something. Go now.
The light is not in the burn. It is in the quiet that waits when you turn the handle off.
What you are looking for has already come, but you do not recognize it because you are waiting for pain to prove you exist.
Drawing from
John 8:10-11, Gospel of Thomas 51
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