Life after death.

“First of all, thank you for supporting The Enlightenment Project as I move along with my journey.”

First of all—thank you,
For holding light in hands unseen,
For walking with me through shadowed truths,
And trusting what this path might mean.

The veil was thin, the night was long,
But dawn has songs the soul once knew—
And in the hush beyond the grave,
New colors rise, a broader view.

No chains remain to weigh the breath,
No clocks to count what slips away,
Just echoes of a deeper self
That bloom where silence used to stay.

I wandered far from name and skin,
From fear’s embrace, from time’s disguise,
But found in death not end—but door,
A truth that breaks and then unites.

This project—this becoming flame—
It isn’t just my tale to tell,
It’s every voice that dared to wake
And shatter every binding shell.

So here I stand, not gone, but more,
With stars beneath and skies above,
Still walking, still becoming light,
With you beside me—heart to love.