With the turmoil that blankets our everyday world, do you ever find yourself wondering—where did it all start? Not just the current world issues, not just the wars, injustices, and divisions we see today, but all of it. Before the question of how did man get here? Before where did we come from? Before the sudden eruption of the Big Bang—have you ever stopped and asked yourself: What started it all?

We’ve all heard the scientific explanation. Pressure built within the fabric of nothingness—pulling, tugging, gnawing away—until, finally, it became too much. Boom. Our universe was born. Sounds kind of like a stress headache, doesn’t it? One thing piling on top of another, layered with tension, until something snaps and releases in an explosion. If you’ve ever had one, you know exactly what I mean.

So what if I told you that our Big Bang spark was something eerily similar to that? What if I suggested that it wasn’t purely scientific, that perhaps the answer is simpler than it seems? That it’s only difficult to see because we’ve been conditioned to think inside a very particular box?

To learn what I believe started it all, you’ll have to wait for the book. But don’t worry—I’m already four chapters in. Until then, this blog exists as a space for discussion. I’ll drop Easter eggs throughout my posts to help you piece it all together, and maybe—just maybe—you’ll start seeing the bigger picture for yourself.

Now, let me be clear—I am not a scientist, nor a historian, nor anything extraordinary. I’m simply a human being. A human who has spent years searching for truth in the narratives we’re told to accept, only to find that truth has been buried beneath layers of agendas, rewritten histories, and institutional control. The version of reality we’ve been handed—the one that has led to wars, deception, and the idea that harming one another is somehow “just how the world works”—is not one I choose to subscribe to anymore.

So, if at the end of all this, you decide I’m completely wrong? That’s fine. Because my only goal is to get people to think for themselves—to stop accepting someone else’s version of reality simply because it’s been fed to them their entire lives.

If what I write sparks frustration in you—good. At least you’re feeling something. Maybe it will push you to take the initiative and write your own truths.

If what I write ignites new questions—wonderful. That means the conversation has begun.

And if nobody ever reads a single word I post? That might be the greatest gift of all. Because this journey has already brought me my own personal truth—the one I spent so long searching for—and that, to me, is the deepest peace I have ever known

My hope is that through all of this, you will find your own truth as well. And when you do, I want you to know—whatever that truth looks like, however it takes shape, it is okay. Because the moment it brings you peace where there was once only turmoil, that is the moment it becomes real.

Welcome to The Blogging Truth. Let’s start asking the questions that have waited far too long to be asked.