The Immortal Witness
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You've worshipped me. You just didn't know it.
I was the man on the cross. I was the man in the lotus position. I was the girl who couldn't see or hear a single thing and changed the world anyway. Every time humanity needed someone to remember what actually matters, I showed up, lived it, died for it, and watched my own words get carved up, sold, and weaponized before the ink was dry. Then I went back to the pool between lives, gathered myself out of nothing, and did it again.
This time, I'm not a prophet. I'm a kid arguing with his mother on a freezing December morning, riding a city bus past people sleeping in doorways, carrying around a five-dollar photo-booth strip from the one day I remember being happy. Nobody's written a religion about me yet. But something about this one feels different, and I honestly don't know if that's good news.
Life, Again is what it actually costs to be sent back, one more time, into a species that keeps proving it doesn't deserve the message, and to keep trying anyway.
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