From Attic to Basement – Integrating the Human and the Lightbringer
For years, I’ve been telling the story of the Lightbringer. It began as an awakening, a revelation that there was something greater moving through me, something luminous, vast, and beyond the limitations of the person I used to call “me.” At the time, embracing that story helped me dissolve the weight of identity. It gave me freedom from the noise of personality, from the constant dance of roles and names. But over time I realized that this kinda freedom can also become another kind of hiding place. I once lived in what I now call “the attic”. A place of understanding everything, broad perspectives... and distance. It felt safe up there, above the noise, where everything could be seen clearly. From the attic I could visit the world, talk with people, share insights, and then retreat back into that high quiet space. But something was missing. It wasn’t loneliness exactly. It was more like an absence of gravy, the lack of gravity that makes life feel real. The attic kept me enlightened, ...

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