Wrong on Purpose
Noise is everywhere. Lies, promises, mysteries dangled like carrots. People invest, get burned, get furious. And sure, I could play teacher—smash the eggs, pull the curtain, scream “it’s a lie!” until I’m blue.
But why?
Being free isn’t about silencing the noise—it’s about hearing it, weighing it, and deciding if it’s worth my peace. Most of the time? It isn’t. Humans won’t learn unless they choose to, and I’m not here to be their classroom.
So I’d rather let them think I’m wrong. Dead wrong. Because my peace isn’t built on being right—it’s built on staying free.
Sometimes the cleanest win is silence. Sometimes the most powerful truth is letting the lie collapse on its own while I walk away.