There’s a kind of knowing that doesn’t come from books, but from stillness — a quiet awareness that sees through the noise, the narratives, the illusions we’re fed from birth. This isn’t about conspiracy or dogma. It’s about pattern recognition, spiritual discernment, and the courage to admit that maybe, just maybe, the game was rigged long before we got here. But even in that knowing, there’s no need for despair. Only a turning — away from the machine, and back toward what is real.