Still D. Reflection: Echoes Don’t Ask Permission
Echoes Don’t Ask Permission
Some echoes aren’t answers — they’re awakenings.
Echoes don’t ask permission to speak.
They rise in the stillness, when no one is listening — when you least expect them, or most need them.
They remind you of the self you once quieted to survive.
There’s rebellion in remembering who you are without permission slips or applause.
Echoes carry the shape of your unsaid truths — soft, maybe, but never weak.
They don’t beg to be heard. They return because you’re finally ready.
And if you listen — really listen — they’ll never leave you lost again.
Return to the Path. Reborn through the Ashes.
Written by Still D. Art
Born not to glitter. Velvet within.
