Chosen Voices & Broken Wings
- Karen Di Gloria
- Jan 20
- 3 min read
The Curtain: Bird’s-Eye Truths — A weekly remembering
Some voices are chosen early.
Not because they are the most protected —
but because they are the most open.
Talent, sensitivity, emotional permeability — these are gifts.
They are also vulnerabilities inside systems that understand how to extract.
From the bird’s-eye view, you begin to notice something unsettling:
The same story keeps repeating — with different faces.
When Britney Spears entered the public eye, she was still a child — emotionally, neurologically, spiritually. What followed wasn’t simply fame. It was infantilization paired with hypersexualization, a split so extreme the psyche cannot hold it without fracturing.
Her breakdown was treated as entertainment.
Her silence was legalized.
Her autonomy became conditional.
From above, this isn’t tragedy.
It’s a pattern.
Justin Bieber followed a similar arc.
Early exposure.
Accelerated adulthood.
No containment.
The world watched him unravel and called it rebellion — without asking what happens when a nervous system never gets to form in safety. When identity is built entirely under surveillance. When “gratitude” is expected in exchange for psychological erosion.
Again — different face.
Same architecture.
Then there are artists like Jay-Z and Beyoncé.
This is where nuance matters.
This isn’t about labels.
It’s about spellcraft through perfection.
Aesthetic dominance.
Narratives of ascension.
Power framed as destiny.
When image, sound, and hierarchy align flawlessly, they don’t just entertain — they entrain. Aspiration becomes allegiance. Identity merges with brand. And devotion disguises itself as empowerment.
Spells don’t always break their vessels.
Some reward compliance.
But from the bird’s-eye view, you also see something else.
The rare ones who walk back out of the fire.
Artists who reclaim ownership.
Who refuse dilution.
Who take control of how their work is distributed — and why.
This is where Trent Reznor matters.
Not as a savior.
As a counterexample.
He pulled power back from the machine.
Chose independence over amplification.
Turned sound into signal again — not anesthesia.
And when that happens, the spell weakens.
Here is the truth that becomes visible only from above:
The system does not fear talent.
It fears coherence.
A person who remembers who they are does not need permission.
A voice that belongs to itself cannot be fully owned.
A soul that integrates shadow cannot be controlled by it.
This is why the pressure is constant.
This is why the environments are destabilizing.
This is why the spell must be beautiful.
And this is where I will keep returning you.
We are not here to idolize or condemn individuals.
We are here to recognize patterns — so we stop offering our attention, identity, and energy to systems that fragment us.
We are the most advanced technology God ever created.
No machine, no empire, no industry can resurrect the soul from its shadow the way remembrance, self-trust, and alignment with Source can.
That power is innate.
And it is returning.
If you’re ready to move beyond spectacle and begin remembering, these are the next doors:
A first veil lifted.
How spectacle, scandal, and distraction keep us emotionally invested while the real architecture of control operates quietly beneath.
The veil turns inward.
Entering the Temple of the Body — where fragmentation dissolves, coherence returns, and sovereignty is restored through remembrance.
Broken wings were never the end of the story.
They were the beginning of remembering how to fly.
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