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Chapter 1007 — Non-Consent
You don’t command the universe.
You stop consenting to the distortions inside it.
That’s the whole correction.
Power was never about force or manifestation theater.
It was never about bending reality until it complied.
It was always about withdrawal—quiet, precise, irreversible.
You notice what tightens your chest and you do not agree to it anymore.
You notice the story that asks you to shrink, rush, explain, perform—and you let it pass without endorsement.
This is not passivity.
This is refusal with a calm pulse.
Distortions feed on participation.
They need your urgency, your self-doubt, your willingness to argue with ghosts.
When you stop feeding them, they starve without drama.
Black, trans, disabled wisdom has always known this.
Survival required discernment, not domination.
Clarity, not conquest.
Obatala energy lives here—cool head, clean line, no excess movement.
The fire horse is present, but it is trained.
It moves when movement matters.
It rests when rest preserves the system.
Nothing has to explode for something to change.
You don’t overthrow the world.
You simply stop misrecognizing it.
Liberation arrives the moment your body realizes:
“I don’t have to answer that.”
No spectacle.
No proof.
No press.
Just the quiet authority of non-consent.
And from there—
the universe adjusts on its own