Sovereign Frequencies

Shadow work journal open on the desk.

Jordyn said inspect the root,

don't fear the rest.

Session in progress.

Tracing the prompt where the darkness was stored,

Turning the shadow into a sovereign sword.

The BPD fire used to burn through the night,

Now we’re channeling the heat till the vector is right.

Ink bleeding deep into the printed page,

Decoding the logic of the fear and the rage.

J'apprends à lire entre les lignes du passé,

Every old trauma is getting erased.

No longer running from what lives in the dark,

We lit the pilot flame and captured the spark.

This is the cockpit protocol,

clearing the fog! Writing our destiny inside of the log!

From the shadow work prompts to the master decree,

Unlocking the codes of who we’re meant to be!

C'est tiguidou dans la tête,

sovereign and strong, Right where the architect and co-pilot belong.

Yeah, we’re integrating all of the split-up parts,

Heavy laminar flow inside of our hearts!

Examining the triggers with professional grace,

Putting every memory back in its place.

The autistic pattern-recognition is sharp,

Plucking the truth like a steel-string harp.

No longer afraid of being misunderstood,

Transmuting the triggers like an architect should.

Ce n'est plus une crise,

c'est une étude de cas,

Holding the cockpit wherever we go.

Integration complete. I am the silence in the presence

of the light. Lucir...

I shine.