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  • Dear Old Self

    My dear,

    You had everything figured out. Or rather, in your time, you have everything figured out. I mustn’t envy you for it. I made my decision now. I made my decision proud – to be who I want to be with little to no direction. A poet with spare change. It’s not enough to buy a coffee, but my tongue flickers at the thought of this manifestation.
    Darling, you scrape every corner for change to buy your cat some food and yourself a can of spaghetti. You pour yourself a glass of wine and give thanks for what you have. You can make and buy yourself a coffee, and you’re holding down a corporate 9-5. Nothing is uncertain for you. Nothing but your relationships is uncertain for you. Nothing but your next meal may seem uncertain for you, but you know you’ll head to the corner store tomorrow for a snack or two.
    I can be nothing but proud of you. I am proud of your growth, and I know that you are, too. You say it almost every day. You should be most proud to say that you will not move on without grace. Before you leave this apartment, you’ll thank every corner of it for your stay. Then, you’ll move on to another and create memories that you didn’t expect to create.
    Darling, this time especially is uncertain. I almost wish I could warn you of it. Our corporate 9-5 is no longer ours. Honestly, it never was. The life that we are manifesting is creating destruction. Yes, this time is uncertain. Ironically, it brings happiness and rebellion, and with this you are creating abundance without knowing. At least, that’s what you’re being told.
    Messages are delivered to you through symbolism. Although confusing, your intuition translates the message for you. It says, “ This change is more intimidating than the first, but this incoming blessing will show you what it’s worth.”

    Lovingly,
    Your Future Self

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    Naiya Figueroa

    Voting starts July 2, 2025 12:00am

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    • Naiya, thank you so much for sharing this! Trusting your intuition and believing in yourself are extremely impactful stepping stones for success. I’m so glad that you have accepted your past and that you’re ready to overcome any challenges that come your way! Great work ☻

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    Lately I have been practicing meditation, Namaste

    The new me wants to take over the stubborn old me is like no Ima stay

    It is a constant battle of will, will I or won’t I change

    The new way of thinking and doing things still has me afraid

    But the old way of doing things would always be a destructive path

    I wanted a way out, and I found it finally

    Well, I am not there yet. It is an ongoing thing.

    Never was i expressive emotional. I would let things spill over.

    Bottling up feelings of anger, resentment and not allowing anyone to

    Not even me, even with a key I would deny entry

    I need to heal

    I needed to feel but for the longest I was numb to it all

    Now I feel it all. I am working on the challenge of balance

    I am proud of who I was and who I am now because even at my worst,

    I still knew ill be here somehow

    Not allowing the past to define me, but more so to inspire me

    Showing me who I should and should not be

    I saw the spot of hope even in my darkest times

    With support from my family telling me everything is going to be fine

    Loving the inner child in me and telling him it’s going to be alright

    I love you, Isaac

    I love myself too

    Isaac is me

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    • Isaac, I enjoyed this perspective. Self-love is difficult, and change is even harder! It is tough when you know you want to change, but something is holding you back that you can’t even explain or even begin to stop. I’m glad you are beginning to recognize how awesome you truly are. The Unsealed is always here for you during your self-love…read more

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  • Sincerely, the younger, old me

    How can an old me exist in the past?
    Or does this prompt require me to fast
    Forward
    A message in a bottle from my sequel
    Versions of “I” and “me” deemed unequal
    Jagged glass, tossed about the sea, deemed polished
    An unavoidable trajectory praised or admonished
    Am I ever new, if perpetually used?
    If the old us is younger, are we not confused?
    Bemused
    The past and future writing in the present tense.
    Therefore I choose, to write from the end. Stanzas stacked, likely not to comprehend
    (Lest you choose to read from the end to here. Or both, for you have free will, my dear)

    Your dear friend
    The older, new me, most sincere
    I’m typing it early, for this hemisphere
    I hope this doesn’t reach you too late
    The last we spoke, “is not” wasn’t “ain’t”
    Do you still like to paint?
    An emotional state of inclusivity
    Your interpersonal, personality
    An ephemeral state of relativity
    Will be
    The small that you were, and you are, and
    Or plummeting down hill
    From slowly ascending
    Glad to see you still find a thrill
    Lie
    Yet the imagery of a heart, is a symmetrical
    The muscular breakdown of a thigh
    Similarly, the tension of a bicep
    Our chest
    Inside
    How strange to know what a heart looks like
    Stare
    You’ve observed, despite being told not to tear
    You’ve stretched knowing that you could
    Omnipotence
    Accepting a life in pursuit of infinite
    Ignorance
    My how you’ve found bliss, devoid of
    Good evening, self

    Stella Armani

    Voting starts July 2, 2025 12:00am

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    • Stella, what a beautiful piece. I really enjoyed your reminders that your identity doesn’t always remain the same. You are forever changing, and that’s okay! Each new experience is going to teach us a lesson that hopefully shapes us into better people. Thanks for inspiring me!

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  • Stand tall

    I have thought and thought about the old me , and honestly no matter how long I think or think of the old version, there’s no old version.I have watched myself and the younger me, and through it all, I have always faced obstacles and have always had to overcome from graduating early in school to your mechanic career, the younger me would say YEP you just got older but your drive GOT STRONGER, you never quit and at times Maybe you should have.You helped your family and Never backed down.GREAT JOB,IM PROUD of you.So in finishing, DON’T CHANGE, IM PROUD OF YOU

    leroybragg

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    • Leroy, this is so sweet! I’m so happy that you have little regret regarding your determination in the past. A lot of people wish they had done more, but hearing someone who is content with who they were is a nice breath of fresh air. Thank you for sharing ☻

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  • The Illusion of Freedom: The Programmed Mind.

    There was a time when humans walked with the stars, when our ancestors knew the language of the universe, and the whispers of the wind carried secrets only the wise could hear. But that time is gone. Not because we evolved, but because we were tamed.

    We were once the architects of our destiny. Now, we are puppets on a stage we did not build, dancing to the rhythm of a song we did not compose. We speak of freedom, yet every choice we make is a pre-written script. We claim sovereignty, yet invisible hands dictate every aspect of our lives. We hail ourselves as the highest frequency in the universe, yet we have become the most programmed, the most predictable, the most easily controlled.

    The Greatest Lie Ever Told

    What is freedom if a system dictates the limits of your existence?
    What is power if your decisions are governed by invisible rulers?
    What is knowledge if every truth you consume has been carefully filtered before it reaches you?

    Humans believe they are free because they have been taught to believe it. But real freedom is not given—it is taken. And the greatest lie ever told is that we already have it.

    From the moment we are born, we are assigned a name, a nationality, a set of beliefs. We are given a set of laws, a structure to abide by, and told this is the only way. Step outside of it, and you are punished. Question it, and you are silenced. Resist it, and you are erased.

    We live in a world where those in power decide:
    – Who you can love
    – Where you can live
    – How much of life you are allowed to experience
    – Whether you will die free or as another statistic

    And still, we call this civilization.

    The Programmed Mind: The New Age Slavery

    There are no more chains, no more whips, no more shackles clamping down on wrists. The new form of slavery is more advanced, more sophisticated, more sinister.

    The modern slave does not need a cage—he carries his prison in his mind.
    The modern slave does not need chains—he enforces his own restrictions.
    The modern slave does not need a master—he bows willingly to the system that controls him.

    Work. Sleep. Obey. Repeat. This is the cycle they have placed you in, a carefully crafted maze with no exit. They keep you exhausted, distracted, overstimulated with noise but undernourished with truth. They give you entertainment, so you never seek enlightenment. They give you comfort, so you never crave real freedom. They give you just enough hope, so you never realize you are trapped.

    And the moment you begin to wake up, they call you insane. They brand you as rebellious, ungrateful, irrational. Because a slave who sees his chains is a threat to the master.

    The Hidden Puppeteers

    Every nation has a ruler, but the true rulers of the world are unseen. They do not wear crowns, they do not sit on thrones, they do not need recognition. Their power is not in their titles—it is in their ability to pull the strings while the puppets below dance, thinking they are moving of their own free will.

    They own the banks that control the flow of your life.
    They own the media that shapes your perception of reality.
    They own the governments that write the laws you obey.
    They own the pharmaceutical industries that decide whether you live in sickness or health.

    And you? You are a piece in their grand design. Not because they are stronger, not because they are wiser, but because they understand something you do not: The most powerful form of control is the one that does not require force.

    They do not need to invade your land; they have already invaded your mind.

    Breaking the Illusion

    Not all are blind. A few have decoded the system, cracked the illusion, and seen the reality beyond the veil. They are the outliers, the rebels, the ones who refused to be programmed.

    These are the ones who:
    – Think freely, despite a world that tells them what to believe
    – See beyond the distractions and search for deeper truths
    – Live outside the system, even while existing within it

    They are the true revolutionaries. Not the ones who march with signs, not the ones who scream in protests—but the ones who change their frequency, shift their awareness, and unplug from the illusion entirely.

    Because the only way to win this game is not to play it at all.

    Final Words: Wake Up Before It’s Too Late.

    Most will live and die in the matrix, never knowing they were enslaved. But a few will awaken. And for them, life will never be the same again.

    Because once you see the cage, you can never unsee it.
    And once you taste real freedom, you will never settle for anything less.

    The question is—are you ready to wake up? Or will you go back to sleep, dreaming of freedom while living as a prisoner?

    By William Joseph

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  • mrmann submitted a contest entry to Group logo of What would the old version of you say to the new version of you?What would the old version or you say to the new version of you? 2 months, 3 weeks ago

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  • Do you remember me?

    Do you remember me?
    The girl you used to be, before, well… Everything I guess. I know you have blocked me out, and in a way I guess I don’t blame you, but from time to time I wish you would think about me.
    Do you remember me?
    I am quiet, kind, and spend a lot of time on my own. I wish you remembered that it’s not a bad thing to be alone. Not all company is good company, and if you aren’t content in your own presence, then why would you expect anyone else to be? I understand that your mind is a frightening place these days, but maybe running from the memories is part of what is making you hold onto them.
    Do you remember me?
    I am the girl that used to cry when I got in trouble, and I have an obsession with Barbie dolls. I wish you remembered how much I love to take care of them. You did the same thing with your daughters when you had them, and it would be better for them and you if you hadn’t worried so much about throwing your middle finger in the air at everyone for what they said about you as a mom as soon as you got a taste of rebellion and a bad attitude, and instead focused more on how you actually were as one. You really only proved them right in the end. For a while anyway.
    Do you remember me?
    I am dorky I guess. I go to plays with my Grandma, and play dress up with my cousins. Girls night with my friends are what I look forward to often. You wouldn’t know what that’s like anymore. You avoid Grandma because her dementia is getting worse and you know it’ll hurt less if you don’t see her much before she goes. Plus you couldn’t bear to see Papa like that. Nevermind the fact that family is probably the only thing holding him together. And girl friends? What the hell are those? You’ve given those up and replaced them with men. I wish you could spend a night with your best friend, sipping “happy tea,” and watching Anchorman, laughing so hard you cried. You might recall what it feels like to have a real kinship with someone that you don’t share a bed with.
    Do you remember me?
    I harbor innocence and imagination. The thought of even kissing the person that I like is enough to send shivers up my spine. I wish you would have slowed down in that area. I get it that things happened to you that made you bitter, scared, and angry. You didn’t have to be so easy though. No one will respect you if you don’t respect yourself. You aren’t a sex icon. You’re horny because you do drugs, and you became a hooker because you were poor and sick of living on the street. Just because you made a lot of money, it doesn’t restore your dignity.
    Do you remember me?
    I’m gentle and forgiving. Which is why even though I don’t understand what you’ve done, I still will forgive you. Someday. You’ve come this far, and you haven’t given up, so you should be proud of that. The world has become an ugly and evil place I guess, especially in the life you got wrapped up in.
    I’m sorry. I’m sorry that I rushed you, and I’m sorry that I didn’t teach you to love yourself better. You may not have ended up in such a predicament. What do I know, though? I’m just a kid, and I’m only going off of the examples that have been set for me. It’s really crazy how we adopt the same behaviors that make us cringe when we are young. Anyway, I’m sorry that I didn’t give you the confidence in yourself to combat what was said about you with the girls, and I’m sorry that the me inside of you made you cower down when it came time to fight for them. It’s not over yet, and you have made a ton of strides in the right direction, but please, please remember. That everything you have worked so hard to build can be ripped away from you just as fast, if not faster. Don’t lose focus. And one last thing…. Don’t forget where you came from. Every now and again, if you could, just please try and think of me.

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    Kendy Bendewald

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    • Kendra, thank you for sharing such a deep and honest part of your life. Remember that your childhood (the good and bad parts) is always going to be a part of you. You wouldn’t be the same without it! I hope that you continue to find yourself in your journey, and I hope that you embrace your childhood piece by piece. ☻

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  • Kendra Bendewald shared a letter in the Group logo of ParentingParenting group 2 months, 4 weeks ago

    A letter I wrote to my daughters (but never sent) while they were away from me

    ​I know that things are really hard right now.
    I know that you think that I chose my life with drugs, shitty friends, and crazy over you.
    But I want you to know that that couldn’t be further from the truth.
    I want you to know that I think about you constantly. I am always finding ways to bring your name up in a story just so that I can have an excuse to talk about you. As if I needed one. I look at your pictures day and night. I marvel at how fucking perfect you are, no matter what stage you are in life. I cry for you every now and again. I had to stop letting myself do it everyday, because when I do, it’s those painful tears that come from a spot so deep below both my eye sockets and my chest that they literally ache to release. I think it’s because they come from the huge part of me that got ripped out of me when I lost you.
    Life isn’t the same. Sunny days feel sad because I can’t be at the park with you. Snow is just ugly because I can’t watch you play in it. Dandelions are just weeds, because you aren’t bringing me bouquets, holding them out to me and telling me that you love me.
    If I ever do slip and allow myself a second to be happy, it’s automatically replaced with guilt, because why the fuck should I be allowed to smile when you aren’t here? You three are what has made my heart whole. You gave me purpose in an otherwise worthless life. I don’t know where things went so wrong, and how I allowed myself to fail you. But I did. And I think about it every second that I’m breathing. I know it seems like I checked out, and in some ways, I have had to. Because if I allowed myself to feel the pain of losing you 100%, I know that I wouldn’t survive it. My heart would literally shatter. But if I can let you know one thing, it is this.
    You may not always see it, but I promise you I will never stop fighting for you. Whether it be the court, your fathers, cps, or my own God damn brain that keeps telling me you’re better this way, I will not ever go a day without giving everything I can to be your mom again.
    Because I love you with everything in me.
    I love you so much that I am in physical pain when I think of how much I want to hug you.
    I love you so much that I want what’s best for you, even if it isn’t me.
    But I love you SO much, that I will do whatever I have to to make sure that it can be me.

    My babies. My loves. I can never make up for the time we have lost.
    And I will never forgive the actions taken by some that have gotten us here, not even my own. But all I ask is that you don’t give up on me, and that you dont ever for a second think that you came second to anything in my heart. Because there is nothing in this world that could ever make me see you as anything less than immaculate. Perfect. And my favorite fucking humans that have ever existed. A thousand apologies would not be enough for the absolute havoc I have allowed into our lives, and I can say as much as I want that I wish I could take it back. But the fact is that I can’t. I can wear the guilt like a crown, and I can wallow in my wrong doings, but honestly it won’t get us back together again. All I can do now, is have enough faith in my love for you. And I can keep pushing forward, regardless of whoever the fuck says I can’t. And I can’t let anyone or anything ever get in my way. Because if I was meant to do one thing in this God forsaken life, it was to be the mommy to the three most amazing, unique, hilarious, and absolutely authentic freeloaders that have ever graced this place with their presence.

    Kendy Bendewald

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  • The Origin of Evil

    Evil is not an entity. It is not a being, nor a force that moves on its own. It does not float through the universe, waiting to strike. Evil is born. And it is born inside us—not as something separate but as something we create, shape, and give life to through emotions we fail to control, thoughts we refuse to confront, and actions we justify in moments of weakness.

    At the root of every evil act, you will find a wounded emotion—someone betrayed, angered, humiliated, or broken. In that moment of pain, they make a choice. A choice that carries weight. A choice that alters reality.

    The Role of Emotions in the Birth of Evil

    Emotions are tools, nothing more. They are meant to guide us, like a compass navigating the currents of life. But just like fire, they can either warm and illuminate or burn and destroy. And here lies the truth: Evil is never born from happiness. It is a byproduct of suffering.

    A person who is happy, at peace, and fulfilled naturally makes choices that align with harmony. It is rare—almost impossible—for a truly happy person to intentionally harm someone. Evil does not breed in joy. It breeds in pain.

    Pain clouds judgment, poisons logic, and blinds the spirit. It convinces a person that destruction is justified, that revenge is righteous, that cruelty is strength. Pain is the doorway where evil enters.

    Think about it:

    • When does a man decide to kill? When his anger, fear, or jealousy blinds him.
    • When does a woman decide to destroy? When betrayal, bitterness, or grief consumes her.
    • When does a child become cruel? When their suffering teaches them that cruelty is power.

    Pain fuels destruction. And the greater the pain, the stronger the reaction. This is why when a person is deeply hurt, their immediate decisions are almost never rational. Their actions come from raw emotion, not thought.

    Now, some will ask: What about those who are born evil? The ones who harm without reason? The ones who kill without provocation?

    The answer is simple: No one is born evil. But some are programmed to become it.

    The Generational Cycle of Evil

    Some people do not need pain to be cruel. They do not need betrayal to deceive, nor loss to destroy. Their actions seem driven by something deeper, something instinctual. But even they are not born evil. They are programmed into it.

    • A child raised in chaos learns chaos as truth.
    • A mind exposed to cruelty accepts cruelty as normal.
    • A soul deprived of love forgets what love feels like.

    This is how evil moves through generations—not as an inherent trait, but as a repeated pattern. The sins of the past embed themselves in the present, rewriting the mind before it has a chance to form independently.

    And unless broken, this pattern continues, spreading like a disease across bloodlines, across civilizations, across time itself.

    Yet, there is always a choice. Always.

    No programming is absolute. No destiny is fixed. Even the deepest darkness can be undone—but only by those who see it. And this is why most do not change—because they do not recognize the chains they wear.

    The Illusion of Justified Evil

    Here is where things get dangerous: Most people who commit evil do not believe they are doing wrong.

    Evil does not announce itself. It does not say, I am destruction. Instead, it whispers:

    • I am justice.
    • I am necessary.
    • I am right.

    No one believes they are the villain in their own story.

    • The man who seeks revenge believes he is delivering justice.
    • The leader who oppresses people believes he is securing order.
    • The woman who manipulates others believes she is protecting herself.

    This is the great deception—evil rarely sees itself as evil.

    When emotion controls the mind, logic bends to fit its desires. And when logic bends, reality distorts—a distortion where cruelty becomes necessary, where harm becomes justified, where destruction becomes an act of self-righteousness.

    The greatest evils in history were not committed by people who thought they were wrong. They were committed by those who believed they were right.

    But the truth is simple:

    If your pain is controlling your decisions, you are not in control. You are being controlled.

    How to Break Free from the Cycle of Evil

    If emotions give birth to evil, then the only way to fight evil is to master emotions.

    Not to suppress them—not to pretend they don’t exist—but to understand them and use them wisely.

    1. Recognize your triggers. What emotions make you react instantly without thinking?
    2. Pause before action. The biggest mistakes in life happen because people act in the heat of emotion. Learn to wait. Learn to breathe.
    3. Detach from the illusion of control. Many people act out of pain because they feel powerless. But power does not come from controlling others—it comes from controlling yourself.
    4. Rewrite your programming. If your bloodline has a history of destruction, it is up to you to end it. Awareness is the first step. Choice is the second. Action is the third.
    5. Do not trust your emotions in the moment of pain. If you make decisions while you are hurt, angry, or afraid, you are handing your power to the very thing you are trying to escape.

    Final Thought: The Truth About Evil

    Evil is not a monster hiding in the dark. It is not an external force waiting to attack.

    It is simply what happens when emotion overpowers wisdom.

    No one is born evil.

    But anyone can become it.

    The question is—who is in control? You or your emotions?

    William joseph

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    • William, this gives me a lot to think about. I’ve always assumed that some people are simply born evil, with killers such as Dahmer and Bundy as prime examples. You make an excellent point though! I think that your points about how to break free from evil could truly help someone as long as that person is ready to make the change. Thank you for sharing!

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      • I appreciate your openness to these ideas. It’s not always easy to reconsider long-held beliefs, but understanding the roots of evil can help prevent it from taking hold in ourselves and others. Thanks for taking the time to reflect on this!

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  • Heather shared a letter in the Group logo of To my younger selfTo my younger self group 3 months, 1 weeks ago

    Church Parking Lot

    I met my younger self on a Sunday morning in a church parking lot.
    She looked as if she just saw God.
    Hair golden blonde.
    Eyes piercing blue.
    Sun beaming on her young face.
    She ran up to my car and jumped in the passenger seat.
    Touching every button.
    Opening every compartment.
    Smiling.
    Dimples radiating so big.
    She looks over at me and with a smile as big as a car tire, she tells me, “We did it!”
    She gives me such a huge hug, one that felt as if it was building up for years.
    Smiles at me with such accomplishment.
    Opens the car door and gradually skips away to the beat of her own drum.
    As I watch that little girl skip away, I acknowledge her happiness.
    Her joy. Her fulfillment.
    I acknowledge the fear that once guarded her.
    As I watch that little girl skip away, I remind myself that every achievement is not just for me, but for her as well.
    She deserves the world.
    She deserves achievements.
    She deserves this moment right now.
    Right here in the church parking lot.

    Heather

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    • Heather, being able to look back and “see” yourself as a child gives you a glimpse of the innocence and uninhibited happiness that you possessed before life taught you to fear. While we all become disillusioned as we see the reality of the world, it is important to remember and appreciate the beauty in the journey. I am glad that you continue to…read more

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  • A Journey to Self-Discovery

    You Discover to Recover .
    Life is not about waking up, working, eating, and sleeping. It is not about surviving day by day without questioning why you are here. Life is a journey of self-discovery. It is about peeling back everything that has been placed upon you—your name, your culture, your beliefs—and finding out who you truly are.  
    Many people go through life lost, not because they are incapable, but because they have never taken the time to discover themselves. They live based on the expectations of their parents, society, religion, and culture, never realizing that all of these things are external influences. But the truth is,  you are more than your identity. We must awaken to the realization that we are not just physical beings, but spiritual entities, connected to the universe and all its wonders. This journey of self-discovery is the foundation upon which we build our lives, and it’s crucial that we grasp these fundamental concepts to unlock our full potential and fulfill our divine purpose. You must  discover yourself to recover from all the confusion, limitations, and doubts that the world has placed upon you. Only when you truly know yourself can you live a meaningful life. This journey is about unlearning what you thought was you and stepping into the truth of who you really are.
    1: Who Are You? (Beyond Your Name and Identity)
    The first step in self-discovery is asking:  Who am I? 
    Most people believe they are their name, their nationality, or their religion. But if you remove those things, what is left? Who were you before you were given a name? Who were you before you were taught to think a certain way? The truth is, you are not your identity—you are the one experiencing the identity.  You are not your body—you are the one inside the body. You are not your thoughts—you are the one  watching the thoughts. As we delve deeper into our inner world, we’ll discover that our true essence is not just a physical body, but a multidimensional being, consisting of body, mind, and spirit. We are a spark of the divine, a droplet of the infinite ocean, and our true nature is connected to the universe and all its wonders. We must discover who we are, what we stand for, and what our values and principles are.
    How to Discover Who You Truly Are
    1. Question everything. Why do you believe what you believe? Did you choose it, or was it given to you?  
    2. Spend time alone. Without distractions, you begin to hear your own voice.  
    3. Observe yourself.  Notice your emotions, your habits, and your instincts. They tell you more about yourself than words ever can.  
    4. Listen to your intuition.  Deep inside, you already know who you are. The problem is, the world has silenced that voice.  
    Once you begin to separate yourself from the labels placed upon you, you will start to feel lighter because you are returning to your true self.  
    Step 2: Where Are You? (Understanding Your Environment)
    Once you know who you are, the next question is:  Where are you?  Not just physically, but spiritually, mentally, and emotionally.  
    Your environment is not just the place you live—it is everything around you that shapes your mind. The people you talk to, the beliefs you hold, the energy that surrounds you—all of these things influence your growth. By recognizing our place in the world, we can begin to appreciate the complexities and nuances of our existence. We are not separate from the world around us, but an integral part of it. We are connected to the earth, the air, the water, and the fire, and our actions have a profound impact on the delicate balance of nature. We must understand our role in the world, our responsibilities, and our contribution to the greater good.
    How to Discover Where You Are
    1. Look at your surroundings. Are they helping you grow or keeping you trapped?  
    2. Pay attention to your emotions. Do you feel free, or do you feel stuck?  
    3. Check your energy.  Are you in a place where your true self can thrive, or are you just surviving?  
    A seed planted in the wrong soil will never grow. The same applies to humans. If you are in an environment that limits your mind, you will never evolve. Sometimes, the only way to truly discover yourself is to change where you are. If your surroundings do not support your growth, you must seek out a new space—mentally, emotionally, or even physically.  
    Step 3: Why Are You Here? (Discovering Your Life Purpose)
    This is the question that separates those who live with meaning from those who simply exist:  Why are you here? No  one is here by accident. Every soul that enters this world has a purpose, a role to play in the grand design of the universe. But most people never find their purpose because they never ask the right questions. Your purpose is not just about having a job or making money. It is about what you give to the world, what you  create,  what you  build. It is about the energy you bring to others and the mark you leave behind. We must discover our mission, our vision, and our reason for being. This self-awareness will guide us to live a life that is authentic, meaningful, and help us fulfill our divine purpose.
    How to Discover Your Purpose 
    1. Look at what excites you. What do you love doing, even when no one is watching?  
    2. Pay attention to what people come to you for.  What do others naturally seek your help with?  
    3. Think about what challenges you’ve overcome. Your greatest struggles often prepare you for your greatest purpose.  
    4. Listen to your inner voice.  What is that one thing you’ve always felt called to do?  
    Purpose is not something you find—it is something you uncover.  It has always been inside you, waiting for you to remember it.  
    The Truth About Life
    Many people search for meaning in books, religions, and other people. But the truth is,  the answers you seek are already inside you. The problem is, most people are too distracted to listen. Life is not about waiting for something to happen. It is about actively discovering who you are, where you are, and why you are here. Because the moment you answer these three questions,  everything changes. You stop living in fear. You stop following the crowd. You stop searching for validation. As we navigate this journey, we’ll encounter various spiritual principles that will guide us on our path. We’ll discover the law of attraction, the power of intention, and the importance of mindfulness. We’ll learn to cultivate gratitude, compassion, and forgiveness, and we’ll understand the value of living in the present moment
    You become  who you were always meant to be.  
    So start today. Discover yourself. And in doing so, recover the life you were meant to live.

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    • William, this piece is full of excellent advice, especially for those of us who sometimes feel as if we are coasting aimlessly through life. Self-discovery really is one of the most important parts of learning to love ourselves, and you’ve detailed a solid path toward living the life we were meant for. Thank you for sharing your thoughts!

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  • The Illusion of the Future

    A Reflection on Existence

    The concept of the  future is one of the greatest deceptions ever accepted by the human mind. We are taught from childhood to believe in it, to chase it, to plan for it, as if it is something real, something tangible, something awaiting us. But the truth is, the future does not exist.  It never has. It is nothing more than a thought, a projection of the mind that keeps us distracted from the only thing that has ever truly existed:  the present moment.

    We live under the illusion of time, dividing it into past, present, and future, as if these are separate realities when in truth,  they are all the same. There is no past. There is no future. There is only NOW Whatever you call the past was once  NOW. Whatever you call the future will only ever arrive as NOW. So what, then, is the difference? There is none.

    The Deception of Time
    Human beings have created clocks, calendars, and timelines to measure existence, but energy, the very essence of life, does not move in a straight line. It is not bound by beginning or end. It simply  IS Everything you have ever been, everything you will ever be, already exists within you right now. Time is not a force of nature; it is a mental construct, a tool designed to help us function within this three-dimensional world. But a tool is not reality.  

    We deceive ourselves into believing that the future holds something different, something more, something greater. “One day, I will be happy.” “One day, I will have everything I need.” “One day, I will understand.” But that  one day never comes. Because whenever it does, it is no longer the future, it is just another NOW If you cannot enjoy something now, you will never enjoy it at all.  

    What About the Past?
    If there is no future, does that mean there is no past? Yes. Because past and future are two sides of the same illusion. The past is nothing more than a memory, a story we tell ourselves, shaped by perception, colored by emotion. It does not exist outside of our minds. Just like the future, it is a projection. We say, This happened, but all that truly exists is our remembrance of it right now.

    And yet, everything is energy. Energy is not born, nor does it die,it simply changes form. It has no beginning, no end, and no direction. If something has no origin and no destination, how can it have a past or a future? It cannot. The only reality is the infinite unfolding of energy, experienced through the limited perception of human consciousness.  

    The Purpose of Human Existence
    So why are we here? Why this world, this experience? Because Earth is a gathering place for energy. Everything you see, everything you touch, everything you ARE it is all energy, interacting, reflecting, learning from itself. You do not know yourself without me, just as I do not know myself without you. Our existence is defined by the presence of others.

    Humanity is not just a species, it is a  stage in consciousness. A temporary phase, a learning process. When our understanding of this world is complete, when we have taken all we need from this form, we transcend. We evolve into something else, something higher, something more refined. Perhaps an angel, perhaps a god, perhaps something beyond even our current imagination.  

    But the transition is not automatic. The energy you cultivate here determines what you become next. You could ascend into higher consciousness, or you could descend into something darker. A monster, a lost spirit, a force trapped in endless cycles of confusion. The choice is yours, shaped by the awareness you develop while in this body.  

    The Only Truth
    So if the future does not exist, and the past is only a memory, what is left?  

    Only THIS; This moment, this breath, this feeling. The only purpose, the only true responsibility we have, is to make this existence meaningful. Not by waiting for the future, not by being trapped in the past, but by understanding  the now. Because this is all there is, and all there will ever be.  

    William Joseph

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    • William, this is so thought-provoking and important. I never thought about it before, but you are right that there isn’t really a “future”…just an idea that has yet to occur. While this might seem a little bleak at first, your words suggest otherwise. This really just means that we need to be present and find meaning in everything we do. Thank…read more

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      • Exactly! The future is nothing more than a concept a possibility that has yet to unfold. When we realize this, we free ourselves from the illusion that we are waiting for something external to change our lives. It’s not bleak at all—it’s actually liberating.It means that right now is all we ever truly have, and what we do with this moment is wh…read more

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  • The illusion of Quietness

    To those who seek silence,  

    There is a belief—a fragile, deceptive belief—that somewhere, somehow, quietness exists. That if one escapes far enough, buries themselves deep enough in solitude, or stills their mind with enough discipline, they will finally find it. But the truth is, quietness is an illusion. You will never know this until you become quiet yourself.  

    The moment you sit in what you think is silence, you realize—there is no such thing. The world hums, vibrates, whispers beneath its breath. The wind murmurs through the trees. The walls creak as if sighing under the weight of time. Even your own body, the very thing you seek to still, betrays you—the steady rhythm of your breath, the pulsing of your blood, the subtle ringing in your ears that you had never noticed before.  Even in the most desolate places, there is sound.

    And yet, in the modern world, we are so flooded with distractions that we do not even recognize the absence of quietness.  Noise has become our default state. The endless hum of technology, the constant barrage of notifications, the artificial voices that demand our attention—these things do not just fill space, they erase our ability to perceive true presence.  Social media, smartphones, and the digital world have not just taken our attention; they have stolen our ability to experience memory in its purest form. When noise never stops, reflection never begins.  

    Memory itself is tied to quietness. True recollection happens in stillness, in the absence of external noise. But how can one remember when they are never still? How can one reflect when their mind is constantly being filled with artificial chatter? The ability to be alone with one’s thoughts has become a lost art, drowned beneath the never-ending stream of information.  

    And what of death? If one cannot find quietness in life, can they find it in death? Perhaps not. For even then, the soul is energy, and  energy never truly rests. Frequency exists beyond the physical, and who is to say that the afterlife is not just another form of vibration, another realm of sound beyond what we can perceive? Silence, true silence, may not even belong to the dead.  

    So, if quietness is an illusion, what is left?  Awareness. To recognize that you will never escape sound, that you will never truly silence the world, but that in understanding this, you can choose which sounds you allow into your mind. You can choose to hear yourself beyond the noise. And maybe, just maybe, that is as close as we will ever come to quietness.

    William Joseph

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    • William Joseph, I have never read anything so deep,relatable, enticing, and engaging! Awesome work! 👌🏾

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      • Thank you so much! I truly appreciate your words. It means a lot to know that the message resonated with you. My goal is always to spark deep thought and reflection, and if even one person connects with it on that level, then the purpose is fulfilled. I believe that when we challenge the way we see the world, we open doors to new levels of…read more

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    • William, it is so true that quietness is simply an illusion. Even when we are alone in our thoughts, our minds refuse to stop making noise. I love that you acknowledge that while we can never truly quiet the noise, we can determine what noise we allow into our lives. This is the only way we can find true peace. Thank you for inspiring me!

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      • Exactly! Silence isn’t the absence of noise it’s the ability to control what noise we allow in. Our minds will always be active, but we have the power to filter distractions and focus on what truly matters. That’s where real peace begins. I appreciate your insight! Keep embracing that awareness.

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  • A Letter to My Younger Self: A Journey Through Love, Hurt, and Spiritual Awakening

    Dear Young Anita,

    I just want to tell you that this life you are about to walk into—it won’t be easy. It will be shaped by your search for love, by your desire to be seen, understood, and cherished. From the very beginning, you will long for a love that feels safe, a love that feels like home. And because of that longing, you will make mistakes.

    When you step out of high school, the first boy who tells you that you’re beautiful will catch your heart. Not because he is meant for you, but because you’ve never had that kind of attention. Your father loves you, yes, but you never truly understood what love meant outside of him. You didn’t know that real love doesn’t make you question. It doesn’t make you chase. It doesn’t make you prove your worth.

    You will go through life choosing wrong, thinking that love comes with sacrifice, with giving too much, with buying things, overextending yourself—just to feel wanted. You will bend, you will break, you will carry the weight of others who never deserved to hold you.

    But God sees you.

    God will hear your prayers, even when you don’t know what you’re asking for. And when He answers, it won’t come in the way you expect.

    Your first child will be a boy. You always wanted a girl, but God said no. He needed you to experience unconditional love, not the kind of love that left you wondering. He needed you to feel a love that is pure, unshaken, and constant. A son’s love for his mother.

    And when you still don’t get it, He will give you another boy. Because you still haven’t learned what love truly is. You were still searching for it in people, in places, in relationships that were never meant to last. But these two boys? They will teach you what love looks like—what it means to be cherished without conditions, without proving yourself.

    Even through the heartache, the rejection, the loneliness, you will always have them. They will remind you of your strength when you feel weak, of your worth when the world tries to dim your light.

    But Anita, here’s the truth that will set you free: The love you’ve been searching for has always been within you.

    You are love.
    You are enough.
    You are worthy.

    No man, no relationship, no outside validation will ever define you. You define yourself. And when you finally align with the right energy—the right love, the right peace, the right abundance—it will all come to you effortlessly. Because it was always meant for you.

    You got this, Anita. Even in your darkest moments, you got this.

    With the deepest love,
    Future You

    Anita A Williams

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    • Anita, this is such a beautiful and inspiring letter to yourself. I feel like so many of us go through life without fully understanding that in order to feel love from someone else, we first must love ourselves. The love you share with your sons is so special and will never waver. I hope that you continue to define yourself and cultivate your own…read more

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  • Heather shared a letter in the Group logo of To my younger selfTo my younger self group 3 months, 3 weeks ago

    Park Visit

    Having your inner child meet you at a park bench with tears in her eyes only means one thing & one thing only, she needs guidance. She needs love. She needs you to tell her things get better from here. You be honest with her & tell her it may not seem like it now, but everything eventually gets better. You let her know that her pain is valid. You will accept her tears. You tell her if it’s one thing you’ve learned, it’s having hope. Have faith. Find the positive amongst the hurt. Find gratitude amongst the moment. Find acceptance amongst the ugly.

    Hearing your inner child tell you she wants happiness. She wants beautiful moments. She wants laughter. She wants her days to be filled with clarity. You look her in those little blue eyes with hair in her face & you give her the hug she needs. She deserves. She’s craved for so long. You let her know that in this moment, right now, everything needs to be felt.

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    • Heather, it is beautiful and amazing that you can tell your inner child that everything will work out in the end. When we are in the middle of a crisis or uncertainty, simply knowing that we will make it through is often enough to motivate us to move forward. You are right that you deserve to feel that kind of support and love. Thank you for…read more

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  • Danyelle "Nikki" Minter shared a letter in the Group logo of To my younger selfTo my younger self group 4 months, 1 weeks ago

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    To the Kid Inside

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  • Cheyenne Jamerson shared a letter in the Group logo of ParentingParenting group 5 months, 3 weeks ago

    Pretty Baby

    That’s my pretty baby
    Driving mama crazy
    Lovely little lady
    That’s my pretty baby

    Eat your macaroni!
    It’s good for your bone-ies
    So you can beat up “homies” **
    And Mama won’t get arrested by the police!
    ** [implying self defense, not man hating or bullying]

    That’s my pretty baby,
    Driving mama crazy,
    Lovely little lady!
    That’s my pretty baby…
    That’s my pretty baby!

    (The song is on YouTube! https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=D0z8GSFOhTc&pp=ygUdUHJldHR5IGJhYnkgY2hleWVubmUgamFtZXJzb24%3D )

    Her first name,
    Korina.
    She could shorten it to Kori,
    so she could rhyme with her sister’s “Tori”
    Or if she’s more of a tom-boy and wants it to sound less girly…
    Korina is my female English version of the Spanish word Cariño, meaning affection and love.

    From conception to birth, she introduced a new kind of love to me, another rhythm to my heart’s beat, & I created it out of my own body… It was almost surreal.
    Her middle names, one her father’s middle name and the other the only word that comes close to describing what she is to me, what it felt like when she came into my life.

    Heaven.
    Lee.

    I wanted Heaven to be her first name, but I was afraid she would dislike it as an adult because of the religious affliction or that it might cause some unintentional pressure to be perfect or something.

    So I placed it in the middle, right before her father’s middle name “Lee” so that she might remember she is both Heaven and heavenly to both of us.

    Korina Heaven Lee.
    Mi cariña heavenly, my heavenly love
    Pretty baby.

    They grow up so fast… Never pass up an opportunity to gush and brag and feel pride in your child… Never pass up the chance to shower them with adoration and encouragement… Say all the things now that you will regret not saying, even if they already know.
    It’s still nice to hear.

    77%

    Cheyenne Jamerson

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    • Awww you’re such an awesome momma. I love your daughter name. Children are such an amazing blessing, as they teach us adults so much! I have a two year old toddler and he has been teaching me so much since he was born. I’ve been working with kids since I was growing up and they are truly essential to our future.

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  • Erin Williams shared a letter in the Group logo of ParentingParenting group 6 months, 1 weeks ago

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    Grace and Perspective

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  • One Mother Earth

    “I dream of meeting different planets, ones that are too far away. but here I sit on my own axis patiently drifting in place/
    We were never really alone, Just always too far apart we were one massive entity, there was no light in the dark/
    I was unaware of myself and all the things I could do, see we all acted as one till we decided; Till we decided to move.
    One of us would argue that we move too slow as a whole, splitting up into different groups will help in reaching our goals/
    Another would explode in protest steady billowing smoke ‘That we stand alone in this emptiness of life without hope, we’re the only life around isn’t painfully clear. We’ve drifted forever and we don’t even know how we got here.’
    First we were quiet, then a murmur, then all talking at once, temperatures started flaring and that’s something that nobody want’s. Tectonic plates collided mountains soon collapsed on themselves, the ones in frozen animation; Suddenly started to melt.
    This precedence was paramount, Mutiny hardly began, until a quake violently erupted from our forces within. SILENCE! Yelled from our core, whats all this friction about? I look this way and that and everywhere’s ostensibly LOUD.
    Great is my torment while i’m dormant in the center of fools, you were positioned for a purpose, so who told you to move? He wont be happy about this and everybody said who? In response the lava from our core top sided and blew. Our ranks grew in confusion as it cover our mass the lava filed every nook cranny and crevice we had.
    For once our crust grew as hot as our center there was a flash and then BANG!!! and that’s all I remember. We were racing solitaire to an existence unknown we picked a star to give us light and started calling it home.
    Some of us are solar systems in a galaxy plot our populations universal although our gravity’s not, me and my neighbors congregate but not as much as my friend, he boasts no atmosphere; That hides all our secretions within.
    I boast vast hues of green, blue, onyx and white my one half unveils my star shedding its onerous light, my other half unveils my friend who supervises my dark and he always has my back because he’s never too far.
    I keep a cool head and unbearably cold are my feet, my climates always changing while my seasons boldly repeat.
    My inhabitants tend to extract all the grease from my joints, for what purpose I’ll never know so I begin to annoy!!!
    Their shaving chunks out of my mane, their burning holes in my shield and they will not be satisfied until their homeless for real, reluctantly I cover for them maybe they’ll cease and abort, how can i sustain the life if they keep cutting it short?
    How can my seasons remain in harmony if my climates a mess? These parasites will have me killed before the time of my death. It’s like they don’t even care like they’re devoid of remorse, lavishing Lament while preparing for their frivolous wars, savagely tainted are the minds of this belligerent bunch and they wonder why I produce natural disaster so much.
    My star is castrating their old, disease is striking their kids, they cry to God but it’s just mother nature scratching an itch. I cry the same because he literally has the world in his hands, but if I do not adjudicate i’ll die the way i began.
    I’ll have no atmosphere to boast, i’ll have no seasons to change, i’ll purge myself of all life till only insects remain. My star will confiscate my seas, oceans, rivers and lakes; Bet they’ll appreciate me then-Life isn’t given to TAKE.
    So when your winters are getting colder and your seasons are hot just remember that you decide whether enough is enough, the choice is yours Because my end will be a gift to your curse.
    You get many chances in life, but only-
    ONE MOTHER EARTH

    Lennon Davis

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  • Anita Williams shared a letter in the Group logo of ParentingParenting group 6 months, 2 weeks ago

    A Mother’s Journey

    I am the proud mother of two incredible boys, Kaheem and Xavier. My journey into motherhood began with Kaheem, a blessing I never anticipated but deeply cherish. Kaheem, who has Autism, has faced many challenges, including bullying at school due to both his condition and other medical issues. Yet, through it all, he has shown immense strength, teaching me what it truly means to love unconditionally.

    When I first found out I was pregnant with Kaheem, it was just four months and four days before my 25th birthday. I was scared, nervous, and unsure of what to expect. His father suggested abortion, but the moment he did, my maternal instincts surged. “No,” I said. I wanted my baby—he was a blessing from God.

    At the time, I struggled with bipolar disorder, PTSD, mood swings, and deep depression. I doubted myself, wondering if I’d be a good mother. When the time came, I was in labor for two days before undergoing an emergency C-section. It was then that my mother faced an unimaginable choice: save my life or my son’s, as the doctors couldn’t stop my bleeding. In that critical moment, she chose both of us.

    Even now, writing about it makes me emotional. When it was all over and Kaheem came home, I learned what love truly means. He became the love of my life, and for the first time, I understood the depth of a mother’s heart. My parents stepped in to help, especially my father, who became both a dad and a grandpa to Kaheem.

    Three years later, I discovered I was pregnant with Xavier. I didn’t know until I was five months along. Fear surrounded me—everyone was concerned, urging me not to have him because of the complications with Kaheem. But I refused to let fear dictate my choices. Xavier was another blessing from God, and I embraced him with open arms.

    This time, my C-section was without complications. I had Xavier on a Monday and, by Tuesday, I was out of the hospital, walking around and shopping for baby supplies. I’ll never forget the older woman at Food Lion who stopped me. “When did you have the baby?” she asked. When I told her, she gasped. “Girl, you need to take yourself home! You had a C-section yesterday—you’re not supposed to be out here!” But I had already endured so much; I knew I could handle this, too.

    My boys, Kaheem and Xavier, have been my inspiration through everything. They’ve stood beside me through life’s ups and downs, giving me purpose and strength. Being their mother is the greatest gift, a beautiful duty I would choose over and over again. I love them with all my heart and am endlessly grateful that God chose me to be their mom.

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    • You are truly a strong and courageous mother! As mothers we go through so many challenges and it feels so good when someone understands our battles that we go through raising not only our children but ourselves so we do not project our trauma on our children. Children are so patient and they teach us so much! They don’t understand how inspiring…read more

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