Tag Whispers of the Soul
Not every reflection is yours. Some were sold to you.
But you — you were never made of plastic.
Not a warrior. Not a rebel. Just a soul with a spark the Matrix didn’t expect.
Not a lightworker. A lightburner.
This is a raw, poetic declaration of truth that doesn’t ask to be liked.
A firelit whisper for every soul who’s tired of shrinking in the name of peace.
A poetic soul reflection on identity, inner power, and returning home to your truth. For sensitive hearts, seekers, and those finding their way back to themselves.
