Some take the spiritual path as an exit ramp.

Psychedelic revelation hits, the veil lifts.

Suddenly, everything is meaningless.

Society is a construct. Death is inevitable. Love is everything.

They’ve escaped the matrix.

For some, the initial awe gives way to a subtler trap: the belief that having seen through the illusion makes them superior to those still inside it.

And if you don't get it, you're just not as far along as they are on the path.

This fast fashion nihilism is posturing: self-preservative dissociation disguised as spiritual insight.

But awakening itself isn’t the problem. It’s the ego that returns in a new costume.

If you are further along the path than others, saying so as a means to dismiss people disqualifies you.

It's like calling yourself an old soul—sorry to break the news, but if you have to proclaim it, you're probably not one.

Virtues don’t live in a vacuum. Insight without wisdom is impotent.

When you are far along a spiritual path, you meet people where they are at. You don’t say, “You just don’t understand because you’re too far behind me.”

You walk them along the path with you. You invite them. You practice patience.

A spiritual awakening without compassion is paper-thin—one tug and it tears. The slightest tension and it will rip apart.

Some "spiritual awakenings" are themselves the veil. We trade one trapping for a more fashionable one.

Today does not need asceticism nor declarative dissociation from the trappings of this world.

Spirituality is a participatory sport. You're still in the arena, even if you know this world is just a game.

You can still be in this world, but not of this world.