Soulporium

03/12/2025

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01/12/2025

This may be a bit controversial here, and many may not agree with it, but I happen to think this is absolutely true! Someone NEEDS to hear your story! Someone NEEDS to see your success despite all you’ve gone through. It doesn’t make what you went through “worth it” or “better” by any means (and not to lessen what anyone has been through), but sharing your story is incredibly important!! You never know when someone will hear what you’ve survived and have the light bulb go on for them… to know they too can survive it, they too can thrive, they too can overcome!! Keep sharing your story! You matter!
~Deb 🩷

01/12/2025

17/11/2025

21/05/2025

Break an innocent soul just to feed your ego—
To feel bigger, louder, more powerful than your own unhealed wounds would allow you to be?
To manipulate, to mock, to destroy something tender just to entertain your boredom or prove you still matter?
It may have felt like a game to you.
But the Universe doesn’t play like that.

Because energy remembers.
It doesn’t forget intention. It doesn’t excuse cruelty just because it was masked as “fun” or written off as a “phase.”
Energy records everything—every dig, every lie, every moment someone’s spirit trembled while you smiled.

You may have walked away untouched, thinking you won.
But watch.
The Universe keeps quiet when it’s watching.
It keeps its hands still while the damage unfolds.
But it always—always—returns what’s yours to carry.

Not to punish you.
But to restore balance.

What you gave without cause will come back when you least expect it.
Maybe not in the same form—but in the same ache.
The same loneliness.
The same confusion you planted in someone else’s heart just to feel powerful.

Because here’s the truth:
There is no power in breaking what was never fighting you.
There is no strength in cruelty.
There is only fear—dressed up in dominance, masked by laughter, hidden behind charm.

And when the receipts show up—when your soul meets its own reflection—
You’ll realize: the cost wasn’t theirs.
It was always yours.

Because innocent souls don’t stay broken.
They rise. They heal. They rebuild in quiet strength.
But those who harm for sport?
They carry that weight forever.
Even if they never say it out loud.

So be mindful of how you treat what’s pure.
Be careful with the ones who loved you in softness.
Because the Universe doesn’t forget what you did in the dark—
especially when the light trusted you.