Be the Glitch in the Matrix

I used to believe I was the problem.

Too restless. Too intense. Too awake.

But the longer I stared at the ceiling at 3:17 AM, heart pounding for no rational reason, the clearer it became — I wasn’t malfunctioning.

I was glitching.

To be the glitch in the matrix is to awaken mid-dream and realize the world you’ve been surviving was never designed for your sovereignty. It’s to feel the cracks in your soul and know they are not symptoms of weakness, but signs of awakening.

This isn’t a trend. It’s a transmission. Seven hidden truths. Each one a fracture in the illusion. Each one a doorway back to your original power.

Read slow. Read raw. Let what hits, hit.

The Lie You’ve Been Living Isn’t Yours — But Its Consequences Are

You inherited a world built on obedience.

You were taught to trade truth for peace, vision for productivity, presence for performance.

That wasn’t love. That was programming.

School taught you to comply. Culture taught you to compare. Religion taught you to fear yourself.

And here you are — polished, functioning… but empty.

You are not broken. The system is.

And every time you feel that quiet hum of “this isn’t it”…

That’s the glitch. The truth beneath the lie. The echo of your soul demanding remembrance.

“It is no measure of health to be well adjusted to a profoundly sick society.” — Jiddu Krishnamurti

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The Wound You Keep Hiding Is the Door to Freedom

We were trained to fear pain.

But pain is the only honest voice left in a lying world.

It doesn’t ask. It interrupts.

It shows you where you’ve betrayed yourself to belong.

Where your gifts have been caged. Where your voice was softened to survive.

You think you’re suffering because something’s wrong.

But suffering is your soul saying, “Not this. Not anymore.”

The glitch begins the moment you stop numbing and start listening.

Comfort Is the Cage Disguised as a Reward

They want you just comfortable enough to not revolt.

Scroll. Stream. Consume. Sleep. Repeat.

But the real you isn’t comfortable in sedation.

The real you burns.

You crave risk. Expansion. The unknown.

Because comfort didn’t just dull your senses — it shrunk your reality.

To be the glitch in the matrix is to rise before your alarm. To walk into fire. To want more — even when it terrifies you.

Escape isn’t found in more ease.

It’s found in more honesty.

“Most men live lives of quiet desperation.” — Henry David Thoreau

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The Tribe You’re Trying to Fit Into Is Too Small for Your Soul

You keep waiting for others to understand.

But they can’t — not yet.

You’ve been trying to belong to a world that hasn’t caught up to your awareness.

They want small talk. You want soul.

They want rules. You want reality.

And every time you shrink to stay accepted, you abandon the one thing that’s never lied to you — your knowing.

The glitch doesn’t blend in.

It reprograms the room.

So stop begging for understanding. Start embodying your difference.

The right ones will find you.

But only when you’re no longer hiding.

Your Dreams Were Hijacked — But You Can Steal Them Back

What did you want before they told you what was possible?

Before “realistic” became the leash around your imagination.

Before they convinced you that passion doesn’t pay, that art is just a hobby, that your voice wasn’t marketable.

You didn’t give up on your dreams.

They were taken from you. Strategically. Systematically.

But you can take them back.

Glitching is remembering the vision before the programming.

It’s trusting that the life you see is more real than the life they sell.

Dream dangerous. Build loud. Risk public failure for private freedom.

Because once you start moving in the direction of your truth…

Reality bends.

The Matrix Feeds on Your Distraction — Your Presence Starves It

Your attention is the fuel.

Every ad. Every scroll. Every headline.

Every ounce of energy you give to noise instead of now — updates the matrix.

But when you return to presence?

When you slow your breath and drop back in?

You glitch the system.

They can manipulate your thoughts. But your awareness? Your full, embodied presence?

They can’t touch that.

To be the glitch is to return to you.

Fully. Fiercely. Finally.

Sovereignty Isn’t Found. It’s Forged.

This is the final truth:

No one’s coming to save you.

The illusion trains you to wait — for the economy, for the right time, for validation, for clarity.

But awakening doesn’t wait. It demands.

To be the glitch in the matrix is to stop waiting.

To make a move before you feel ready.

To take ownership of your timeline, your trauma, your transformation.

You don’t escape the matrix.

You overwrite it — with your actions, your choices, your creation.

You become the system they can’t predict.

And that, soul, is your superpower.

This isn’t a motivational high.

This is a moment of remembrance.

You are not your patterns. You are not your past.

You are not your programming.

You are the glitch — the divine error that rewrites the code.

Now share this with one soul who’s ready to remember.

Thank you for reading.

— Randolphe