The first tear in the veil

There’s a moment—so subtle most never notice—when everything you’ve ever believed begins to tremble.

That’s the first tear.
It doesn’t feel like a revelation.
It feels like discomfort. A crack. A question you can’t un-ask.

For me, it wasn’t a preacher or a podcast that did it.
It was the silence behind my own thoughts.
A sense that something was off.
Like reality had been staged, and someone forgot to bolt the set.

They tell you to trust the light.
But what if the light was artificial?
What if the real truth is hidden in what they call darkness?

This blog is not a safe space.
It’s not curated for comfort.
It’s a mirror meant to shatter illusions.

Veilbreaker Ministry didn’t begin with a business plan or a viral post.
It began with one truth:
We’ve been lied to.
About God. About ourselves. About where we are—and what we are.

This is my journal, my field notes, my war cry.
Every post will be a spark.
Some will ignite you. Others will burn you.

But if you’ve felt the veil stir… if your soul’s been aching for real…
Welcome home.
You were never crazy.
You were chosen to see.