I Remember

For the ones waking up in the simulation.

Some people never do their spiritual work…
And it shows.

They go through the motions.
They chase what they’re told to chase.
They avoid their pain, ignore their intuition, and stay comfortably disconnected from the truth of who they are.

But this physical world?
This is only half the assignment.
We were never meant to just pay bills and die.
We were never meant to reduce ourselves to what we do, what we look like, or how much we produce.

We are spiritual beings having a human experience.
Not the other way around.
And the moment you begin to remember that?
Everything shifts.

You start questioning the programming.
You stop accepting suffering as normal.
You start healing.
You start seeing.
You start waking up in the simulation.

And from that moment on, you can’t unknow it.
You may try to go back to sleep — try to numb it, ignore it, blend in — but the awareness will whisper to you at night.
It’ll ache in your body.
It’ll burn in your gut.
It’ll knock on your heart until you surrender.

Because you didn’t come here to forget.
You came here to remember.

To remember that you are not just your name.
Not just your trauma.
Not just the role you were assigned in this matrix.

You are the creator and the observer.
You are the dreamer and the dreamed.
You are the manifestation of Source — wrapped in flesh, moving through illusion, anchoring truth into this dense-ass reality.

And once you remember that…
You start moving differently.
You speak with intention.
You walk with power.
You protect your peace.
You honor your energy.
You stop outsourcing your worth.

This world tries so hard to make us forget who we are.
But that’s the real spiritual work — the remembering.
And it’s not glamorous.
It’s not cute quotes and crystal hauls.
It’s inner battle.
It’s death and rebirth.
It’s softening when you want to armor up.
It’s discipline when your spirit says “go” but your fear says “stay.”

But even with all that?
Even with the shedding, the doubt, the breaking down and building back up?

I still choose it.
Over and over again.

Because I remember.
And if you’re reading this…
A part of you does too.

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