Some Truths

Some truths don’t announce themselves.
They arrive — uninvited, unyielding — and suddenly everything shifts. No time to prepare. No pause button. Just change.

  1. Life will not knock before it enters.
    It turns corners sharply, often without warning. One breath you’re standing, the next you’re on your knees — asking how, why, what now?
  2. You are not as irreplaceable as you believed.
    Jobs will replace you. People will adjust. The world doesn’t stop spinning when you disappear. And that’s not cruelty — it’s clarity.
  3. Comfort is the most seductive trap.
    It whispers lies in soft tones: “Stay here. This is safe. This is enough.” But comfort rarely offers growth — it lulls you into forgetting your own depth.
  4. Time is the only true currency.
    Not money. Not titles. Time. And once it’s spent— it’s gone. Pour it into what nourishes you. Don’t give it away to things that starve your soul.
  5. Your breaking point is sacred.
    That’s where the veil lifts. Where the old self burns and the real you steps through. Growth begins where you thought it would all end.

So if you find yourself weary, uncertain, or standing in ashes — remember this:
You are not broken.
You are becoming.

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— Samantha Syrnich TLC

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Published by Samantha Syrnich TLC

About The Hand Behind The Phoenix Quill— I’ve lived many lives within one — some born of light, some forged in fire. Each left its mark, and in the ashes, I found my voice. The Phoenix Quill was never just a name; it became my heartbeat — a place where pain turned to purpose, and truth was no longer something to survive, but something to share. I am a poet, artist, advocate, and storyteller — guided by a love that refuses to die quietly. Through words and imagery, I tell stories of resilience, of rising when the world says you’ve fallen too far. My work carries pieces of the people and places that shaped me — veterans, children, the voiceless, the forgotten — and the fire that demanded their stories be heard. Every poem, every painting, every creation under The Phoenix Quill is born from that promise: to turn heartbreak into healing, to honor truth even when it burns, and to remind others that they, too, can rise. This is my life’s work — to give voice to the silence, hope to the weary, and beauty to the broken. Welcome to The Phoenix Quill: Words Born of Fire, Inked in Truth. Where ashes become art — and every word remembers how to rise.

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