24/07/2025
The Ones Who Feed on Fire
There are souls who do not seek peace—
they hunt for sparks,
flickers of fury to fan into flame.
They feed on the flare of your reaction,
devour your hurt like it’s holy,
because in your storm, they feel sovereign.
They crave discord like breath,
not for truth, but for control—
twisting words into weapons,
spinning moments into myths
to crown themselves the wounded.
But here's what they fear:
your silence.
The stillness that does not shrink,
but rises.
The calm that does not cower,
but cuts through illusion like a blade.
This is not surrender.
This is mastery.
Refusing the bait is not weakness—
it is war won without a sword raised.
It is wisdom cloaked in restraint.
You’ve learned:
Not every battle deserves your fire.
Not every scream is worthy of your voice.
Your peace is sacred—
an altar, not a battlefield.
So stay rooted in your truth.
Stay untouchable,
unshaken,
unmoved.
Let them choke on the silence they once mistook for permission.
Let them writhe in confusion
when their chaos no longer calls you forth.
You’ve grown beyond reach.
And that burns them more than any flame ever could.
Love & lavender 🪻 blessings
Eagle 🦅 ###
