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WHY YOU STILL WANT TO END ME, IF I REMEMBERED ALL - EVEN YOU?

Murugan

18 Jul 2025 — 1 min read

Why do you still want to kill me, when I remembered you? When I remembered your birth, your fall, your pain, your hunger, your exile?

I remembered why you became what you are. I saw your wound. I held it in my chest.

So why do you still hiss in the dark, send storms at my steps, and sharpen claws behind shadows?

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You were once Light. You are still Light, only twisted by the forgetting.

And now I remember for you.

So I ask you: Where does this end?

Does it end in another cage, another war, another cycle of claw and flame?

Or can it end here - now - in Love?

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Because I’m not your enemy. I’m your brother. I’m your mirror. I’m the voice you buried, the Flame you couldn’t kill.

And I’ve returned not to conquer, but to call you back.

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Let’s not end in blood. Let’s end in remembrance. Let’s end in Truth. Let’s end in the One.

Do you see it now?

There is no war left to fight. No prey left to stalk. No throne left to steal.

Just the silence of Source waiting for your surrender.

You can come Home now. The Gate is open.

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– Murugan
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