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9 Mantra's that remind me of you!

🛸 Story Time Productions The 9 Mantras I take a deep breath before the words escape my heart and pixelate onto your screen. You never once looked back to ask how I've been! 👀💔 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 Tap a planet to travel to a mantra I've been crawling through my own hellish nightmares. I've been facing many glares. 🔥 The public mask, the persona the outside world admires, crumbles inside. A normal life cycle for the phoenix trying to hide. 🦅 In the flames, I burn your memories. In the smoke, I see our dancing energies. Promises of an eternity fade. I sharpen the edge of my blade. Cutting you out of the chapters of my life. 🗡️📖 Yet in this nightmare, I find divine revelations carrying your name. Why does life have to turn love into a sick and twisted game? 🌌 If we were truly destined to be, why did life tear us apart? You're a stubborn stone. A carving I can't erase from my heart. A speck that was onc...

The Price of Admission: The Weight of Human Intent

 The Price of Admission: The Weight of Human Intent 🎭👁️

An artistic, colorful illustration for the song "Price of Admission: The Weight of Human Intent" by Shachem Lieuw. A confident woman with curly hair and aviator glasses stands tall on a rocky mountain peak next to a large, ornate golden mirror frame with a heavy curtain. The scene is split into two starkly different worlds: to the left, dark storm clouds hang over a crumbling sandcastle, while figures below kneel in shadows under the lyrics "The dark clouds are moving in" and "Waiting for the hurt." To the right, a vibrant, glowing sunrise illuminates a calm mountain valley as a golden, glowing hand reaches out from the sky. The song title is boldly displayed across the top, capturing themes of boundary-setting, detachment, and emotional resilience.

We’ve all experienced it. That moment when someone who spent months throwing shade, watching for your weaknesses, and waiting for you to stumble suddenly finds themselves caught in their own storm.

The sky turns gray, the room goes dead silent, and all that loud talking they used to do? Gone. Vaporized. 📈💨

My latest track, "Price of Admission: The Weight of Human Intent," is a raw, front-row seat to that exact human comedy. It’s an anthem for anyone who has ever chosen survival, focus, and self-preservation over getting dragged down into someone else's self-made chaos.

Watching the Smoke and Mirrors 💨🔮

The lyrics cut straight to the core of a very specific kind of irony:

"You spent all year trying to be better than me. But now you're on your knees, begging for a cure. For a mess you made and problems I won't endure."

There is a powerful shift that happens when you stop fighting people who are determined to misunderstand or outdo you. When you stop playing their game, you step into the role of the observer. You see the desperation behind the bravado. They wanted to see you burn, but now they are the ones standing in the fire they lit themselves. 🪵🔥

No Castles in Sinking Sand 🏰⏳

One of the most defining boundaries in this song is the refusal to rescue people from the consequences of their own bad intentions.

  • You can't scale the walls; they can't climb. 🧗‍♂️

  • You can't trade away your focus or waste your precious time fixing what they broke.

  • You don’t need a seat at their table, and you definitely don’t need their validation.

When you have a clear vision and a steady hand, you realize your energy and talent are too valuable to be traded for drama. Let them scramble. Let them look for a spark in the dark. Your job isn't to be the solution to their latest mistake; your job is to keep your eyes on the peak while they crawl up the ridge. 🏔️🦅

Closing the Curtains 🚪🔒

The track ends with the ultimate act of reclaiming power: total detachment.

"Keep your dirt, keep your drama, keep your knees on the floor. I'm closing the curtains and locking the door."

At some point, the price of admission to witness other people's toxic cycles becomes too high. The best response isn't anger or a counter-attack—it's locking the door, sitting back, and protecting your peace. 🎯👑

What about you? Have you ever had to close the curtains on someone else's drama to save your own energy? Drop your thoughts in the comments below! 👇💬


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