
A New Kingdom
The king rules differently now. Not from towers built to impress, but…
These pieces were written during a period of transition, when familiar structures fell away and I was forced to examine what remained.
Rather than recount events or assign blame, I chose metaphor: not to obscure the truth, but to approach it with enough distance to allow reflection instead of reaction.
Becoming is about growth and accountability: learning to take responsibility without hardening, to sit with uncertainty without losing direction, and to build forward with intention.
This is not an explanation of the past. It was a reflection of my feelings in the moment.
If there is a philosophy beneath these words, it is this:
We are always becoming, and who we become is shaped less by what happens to us than by how we respond.

The king rules differently now. Not from towers built to impress, but…

The king stood at the gate longer than he planned to. The…

I was once a man of iron, shaped by love, bent by…

I was once a quiet sea, steady, wide, and always there, letting…

Once, I walked with ghosts beside my stride, Not born of fear,…

The iron was cold once, soft under the hands of time, a…

I was fire, born of iron and fury, thrown into the forge…

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