The Joker’s Testimonies — “The Silence Between Prayers”
They tell you to pray. They tell you to have faith. They tell you to smile through the collapse.
But they never tell you what to do when the ceiling keeps falling and you’ve already run out of rooms to hide in.
So I laugh. Not because it’s funny—but because the joke’s old. The punchline’s predictable, the audience asleep, and the actors keep pretending the play isn’t burning down.
Faith? Faith is when you keep showing up knowing full well the world stopped rewarding decency a long time ago. Faith is turning the key in a rusted lock and pretending you still believe the door opens to something better.
They say madness is doing the same thing expecting different results. Maybe. Or maybe madness is understanding the system and still trying to live in it with a straight face.
I’ve seen men of faith get evicted by men of profit. I’ve seen mothers pray over empty cupboards while CEOs toast “a strong quarter.” And every time, the crowd claps louder for the wrong side.
So don’t ask me to be good. Ask me to be honest. Ask me what it feels like to smile at a system that feeds on exhaustion and still manages to call itself holy.
That’s the silence between prayers— where faith stops echoing, and reality starts laughing.
— The Joker (Filed under: Testimonies, Confessional Fractures, and Other Loud Silences)