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“The earth opens and her veins glow red. Molten, merciless, alive.
It crawls forward not to ask, but to claim. To remind us that beneath calm soil there is always something burning, always something waiting to be released.
Lava is not cruel. It is honest. It destroys, yes, but it also remakes. It tears down so new ground can rise.
Maybe that’s what fire teaches us— that endings are not punishment, they are beginnings in disguise.
‘To be alive is to carry a fire within— some days it warms, some days it consumes, but always, it transforms.’ — mine”
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