The Yin protecting the Yang

Yes I put my feelings for her above the truth. I’m sorry.

Lovers have always had me like that, until I’ve learnt to stand up to myself even while extending the love with my left hand. The knife doesn’t have to be behind the back.

We can hold a rose on one side and a mirror on the other, only one will bleed out as the other will liberate through the hurt.

And I did say my clearest mirror would be one that hold me accountable to myself, as I held her accountable to herself. That is real love, whether platonic or not, it doesn’t matter. How it comes across is how we chose to see it.

We are not here to shame. We are here to evolve.

And evolution requires one uncomfortable, unshakable truth: we cannot grow without accountability.

Family, friends, lovers, colleagues — none of them are above truth. Titles and attachments cannot shield us. Only truth clears the path to transformation, and only truth allows us to build the world we keep saying we want.

Accountability does not mean cruelty. It means love in its fiercest form. It means standing before another soul and saying: “I see you, I love you, and because I love you, I will not let you stay in illusions that diminish who you truly are.” That’s the kind of love we all deserve — one that is willing to pierce comfort for the sake of growth.

Macro and Micro, Soul and Self

Authorities act only when their reputations are at risk, because they confuse their fragile image with the macro. But in 5D, accountability isn’t about appearances; it’s about frequency. I could say I am the macro, you could say the same, and both would be true — because accountability scales fractally. The micro matters within the macro, but we can no longer bypass truth in the name of nepotism, favoritism, or selective compassion.

That is why I placed Transcendental Tarot on the cross. Not as an individual with feelings to be ridiculed, but as a mirror for all of us. Our egos clashed, our human selves resisted, but the vision was bigger than both of us. My role was to hold her accountable, because what was delivered privately had become a public matter. And perhaps her silence was her way of asking me to do exactly that.

This is not punishment. This is spiritual accountability — the crucifixion of illusions, so that the soul may resurrect into truth.

Accountability Is Not Optional

My father, too, must face this. He clung so tightly to my past, to savior complexes, to societal pathways, that I had to step away. His love showed up as control into the 3D when I was always meant for more, and I could not let that define me. By holding him accountable — by saying no to the recycled narratives — I freed myself and offered him a higher frequency to rise to.

This is what accountability looks like when infused with unconditional love: not tearing down, but building higher. Not shaming, but refusing to enable the old.

I see why she kept saying “You never know when you extend hospitality to an Earth Angel.” Not verbatim, soz, but the message stands and I extend the same to her.

I once offered her to be my one and only, that I would marry her if that was in the cards, I saw us being an unbeatable divine union, and now whether that’s as lovers, friends or else, I look forward in getting to know all the scattered pieces I got to see of her and watch the masterpiece rise. If I’m that lucky I’ll find out, as that doesn’t have to be advertised, yet the future will offer the reciprocation of compassion back. Somehow, if not by her by the hands of space.

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We don’t always get what we want in the way we want it, and if I was asking her to share what I perceived her to see as hers only, I had to drop the feedback that I perceived to be for our eyes only, as it pertained spiritual “combat”. Not like war, but we create and allow to create wars within. Reason why there’s going to be a season in the TV series only for all timelines unclaimed that rose, for us to see how many brach-isation one moment of left uncertainty could create. If truth is what we must live by, truth is what we must lead by.

A Call to Everyone Who Comes Next

To those who lied to my face in the last 48 hours: know this. Lies humiliate not me, but our collective consciousness. They stunt growth, delay ascension, and dishonor the sacred potential of every interaction. Truth is the only frequency that creates expansion.

So I say to all who will come next: be truthful. Not for me, but for yourself, for the world, for the children who will inherit what we build. I will never claim to know it all, but I will always claim to learn it all — if I give myself the space. And I invite you to do the same.

We Deserve Better — Because We Are Better

We need your creativity. Your insights. Your stories. Your courage. We need all of you, nothing less. How much of yourself can you raise, reclaim, and embody? The goal is not perfection. The goal is mastery of multidimensionality without crumbling.

I almost crumbled myself, but I chose sovereignty for the sake of everyone. And if her community reads this, I want them to know: I extend to her the same unconditional love and compassion I gave to authorities, to Lottoland, even to Shurgard when I offered myself as a living lesson.

The message is simple: truth first, always. Because only truth sets us free.

We deserve better. And we are better.

— Susan Ndinga Wright

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It pissed me off, but my body is celebrating me, I can feel every single cell rejoicing in the release as it was always meant to be.

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This was inspired by someone else I came across on Insta and added my own twist to it.