You won’t long for the sun to rise to feel its warmth when you’ve begun to live from the fire inside your belly.
You won’t just talk about it, you’ll be about it.
Some will be blinded by your dancing flames, some will watch the mesmerizing embers, and others will attempt to extinguish your ignited gases. There will be few that will take to a match to set off a field of flames alongside your own.
Fire-starters become untouchable, they cannot be traced, because they are birthed from the dark, unafraid to go deep, lathering themselves in ashes. You set fires not by cooling down or mimicking another’s but by setting your own.