“The Path to Growth .”

🎭 The Price of the Mask 🎭

I.

Don’t let fear be your currency,

Don’t trade your voice for their security.

’Cause every favor handed down

Comes tied to strings that’ll make you drown.

There’s no free meal on Earth, remember—

Just IOUs with hidden embers.

They dress it sweet, they speak in gold,

But every deal’s a trap you’re sold.

II.

They want you stuck in roles that fit—

Obedient, silent, scared to quit.

But you’re not made for tight routines,

For fake applause or scripted scenes.

Lift the curtain, peek beneath—

You’ll find the lies, the silent teeth.

Dark agents smile, but watch their hand:

There’s always hooks—they’ve something planned.

III.

They study what you crave the most,

Then offer gifts like some dark host.

But behind each gift: a claim, a chain,

A whispered deal to numb your pain.

You want relief? They’ll lend a hand—

Then bind your soul with their demand.

Real growth begins when you decline

The poisoned wine dressed up as “kind”.

IV.

Break the mold. Step off the script.

You’re not some puppet they’ve equipped.

See through the eyes, not just the face—

Discern the profile, trace the trace.

When you shift, they shift their play.

They can’t control who walks away.

Stand up. The game will start to bend—

You’re not their pawn. You’re not their end.

V.

And in the fire, here’s what’s true:

There’s One who never deals to use.

No silent hooks. No hidden fees.

Just love that breaks the chains and frees.

In Christ, the roleplay ends for good—

You’re known, restored, and understood.

Where dark hands trade, He overflows.

And that’s the meal that truly grows.

Amen.

‘Read Between the Lines ~~~ .’