The False Prophet of Perfect Responses

Metaphorical Narrative

Picture a dim stage where a frantic playwright scribbles dialogue before the curtain ever rises. He calls himself a prophet, whispering, “I know what they will ask, and I know how you must answer.”

He writes scene after scene — rehearsals for conversations that may never come, scripts for dangers that never arrive. Every line is meant to keep you small, rehearsed, controlled.

But step back and the prophet is no seer — he is a stagehand in rags, running an endless garbage theatre of “what if” safety. His prophecies belong in the bin, not in your life.

🔥 Burn the script. Garbage bin, shut. 🗑️

Core Insight

The mind’s “narrative maker” feels protective, but it’s only recycling fear into stories. By rehearsing responses for future threats, it pretends to give you control, while actually stealing presence and freedom.

True safety isn’t in a perfect response. It’s in standing as yourself, unrehearsed, alive, and unbound by fake prophecies.

Saturday Experiment

1. Catch the prophet. When you notice your mind drafting responses to imaginary questions, pause.
2. Trash the script. Say out loud: “That’s garbage theatre. Burn.”
3. Return to presence. Look at something around you — the texture of a wall, the sound of a bird — and let reality anchor you, not prophecy.

Sunday Reflection

• In third person: “Where did he/she/they notice the prophet’s script show up most often?”
• “How much life was lost to rehearsing safety instead of living freely?”
• “What shifts when the prophet’s script is burned and the stage is clear?”