Have you ever wondered…
if karma forgets?

Does she look the other way
when you pretend
you didn’t know what you were doing?

We tell ourselves stories
to quiet the ache β€”
β€œI meant well.”
β€œI tried.”
β€œIt wasn’t that bad.”

But the truth has a frequency.
And karma?
She listens.

She doesn’t punish.
She reflects.
And she returns.
Exactly
What was sent.

Every excuse.
Every silence.
Every betrayal we package as β€œlove.”

Guilt is not your enemy.
It’s a signal.
A siren
for something still unhealed.

Shame is not punishment.
It’s an invitation...
to step into a deeper truth.

And anger?
Sometimes it’s grief
that never got a voice.

You only get
what you give.

You only get
what you give.


Do you think you can escape karma?
Do you really believe
you won’t meet yourself
in someone else’s tears?

In the dark of night,
can you still hear it?
The faint sounds of those who were sacrificed...
It will continue to haunt you in the quiet silence.

Karma doesn’t need revenge.
She is the mirror.
The return.
The reckoning
inside your own heart.

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