The Escape Plan

Take paper and pen—

No digital trail.

A new name,

A new town,

A new identity.

Write it all down.

Every detail.

Where you'll go,

What you’ll leave behind,

What you’ll become.

Keep it hidden.

No one can know.

They’ll hijack your roadmap—

Twist it,

Corrupt it,

Break it.

They’ll tell you it can’t be done.

So be silent.

Map the route alone.

From the beginning

To the end.

Design the days:

Who you are,

What you do,

How life feels

Inside a place that doesn’t yet exist.

Make it vivid.

You must believe it.

See it.

Taste it.

Feel it.

You’re almost there.

You can feel your old life fading.

Already, your current reality means nothing.

But then—

You hesitate.

This new world you've drawn—

It doesn't quite obey the rules.

The streets have morphed.

The sky has opened.

The earth has shifted.

And yet—

It feels real,

Because you made it real.

You flip back through the pages.

You see it now.

You never needed to run;

You needed to create.

The escape isn’t a place—

It’s a story.

You’re already living in it.

So if the world won’t let you disappear,

Write until it does.

Because here,

In these pages,

No one can follow.

This is how you disappear.

This is your guide to a new life.