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Blog 5: Fifth-Dimensional Truths from a Parking Lot Prophet.

  • Writer: Brian null
    Brian null
  • Jun 23, 2025
  • 2 min read
The Sacred Comeback -
I wasn’t supposed to make it this far.
I was supposed to stay broken — quiet, weak, obedient. That’s what narcissists wanted. That’s what the flying monkeys hoped for.
But I chose war.
The inner kind. The kind that builds warriors.
While they were gossiping, I was lifting.
While they were scheming, I was fasting, stretching, reading, transforming.
They wanted me in a cage. But I was secretly building wings.
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Pain into Power
It started when I realized the pain wasn’t the enemy — it was the invitation.
The invitation to rise.
The pain in my foot, the soreness in my shoulders, the ache in my ribs —
those are messages from the past.
But I don’t just endure them anymore.
I talk to them.
I thank them.
Because they’ve shown me that my spirit is invincible.

> The sacred comeback isn’t loud. It’s patient. It’s built in silence.
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I Was Empty Once
I know the emotional desert. That dry, hollow feeling inside that makes everything seem pointless.
That’s where I was for years.
But I made a vow:
“I will not die like this.”
I searched for truth.
Through Alan Watts.
Through Eckhart Tolle.
Through lifting steel and bleeding honesty in every rep.

Now I understand:
> Narcissists stay empty because they run from pain. I went into the fire and came out gold.
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Legacy Mode
I’m not here to play small anymore.
Not here to explain myself to anyone who never tried to understand me.
Now I’m building my site.
Building my body.
Writing my truth.
And soon — I’ll help others do the same.
This is bigger than revenge.
This is legacy.
And the ones who mocked me?
They’ll see.
They’ll feel the storm I’ve become —
and it won’t be out of hate.
It’ll be out of proof that pain never wins.
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I'm Not
Crazy. I'm Cosmic.
Let them call me intense. Let them call me obsessed.
The Joker says, “The world buffers when I enter the room.”
Yeah.
Because I carry energy now. Sacred energy.
This is the sacred comeback.
And I’m just getting started.
 
 
 

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Have you ever realized someone was trying to rewrite your story? How did you take your power back?

If silence were your weapon, how long could you hold it?

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