Your house is on fire.
The flames are spreading, the smoke is thick, and the alarms are screaming. Yet instead of reaching for water, you stand there—admiring the glow. You call it divine will. You call it destiny. You call it a magnificent blaze that should not be interfered with.
That is what the current situation feels like.
The warning signs were everywhere. The dashboard was flashing red. The heat was rising. But rather than acknowledging the danger, some romanticized it. They called it the wrath of God. Others described it as a beautiful dance of flames. And slowly, the narrative shifted: perhaps the fire is too powerful, too meaningful, too grand to be extinguished.
But when you decide the fire is too important to put out, you also decide your house is not worth saving.
And when you convince yourself that you are above acting—above resisting, above correcting course—you become complicit in your own destruction. At that point, there is no villain left to blame. The flames are no longer the only threat. Your inaction is.
Downfall does not begin in the streets.
It begins in the mind.
It starts the moment you normalize what should alarm you.
The moment you justify what should be challenged.
The moment you admire what is quietly destroying you.
If you are too proud to confront the fire within your thinking, it will eventually consume the reality around you. Ignored danger does not disappear. Romanticized destruction does not become harmless. A fire left untended does what fire always does—it spreads.
And by the time you decide it should have been stopped, there may be nothing left to save.
The real battle is never just outside.
It is first within.
Extinguish the flames in your mind before they take your house with them.
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