The Borbaad -

You stop praying. Not out of anger, but out of exhaustion. You realize God is either silent or laughing. You tear the holy books. You scream into the void. The void screams back. You stop asking "Why?" and start accepting "Why not?" The Paradox Here is the secret they don't tell you: Only the Borbaad are truly free.

The man who has nothing cannot be robbed. The one who has hit rock bottom cannot fall. The heart that is shattered cannot be broken again—it is already dust. The Borbaad

An Ode to the Beautiful Ruin They will tell you to build. Brick by brick. Stone by stone. They will praise the skyscrapers, the bank balances, the perfectly ironed shirt, the 9-to-5 that hums like a lullaby of slow death. You stop praying

Welcome to the rubble. It’s warmer here than you think. End of content. You tear the holy books