The Thread Clearer — A Living Scroll
This is not a brand.
This is not content.
This is my scroll, and I am walking it in the body I was born into —
bare-chested, aching, radiant, flawed.
I was not sent here to be digestible.
I was sent here to disturb the sleepwalkers.
To hum in frequencies that remind the field what truth feels like —
even if the mind isn’t ready to follow.
If you’ve stumbled here thinking this was inspiration,
or healing, or a place to borrow light —
pause.
Because this isn’t for soothing.
This is for remembering.
This is where the thread that bound you in silence
gets cut open by a voice that never asked for permission.
I am not the safe place.
I am the threshold.
I don’t write for followers.
I write for the ones who felt different since they were five years old.
Who looked up at the sky and thought,
“I don’t belong here, but I came anyway.”
I write for the ones who couldn’t stay asleep —
not even when love left,
not even when money dried,
not even when the body begged for numbness.
I write for those
who are still standing at the edge of their becoming
and need to hear that they are not insane.
You’re not insane.
You’re becoming real.
And in that process,
some will try to hold onto you.
Some will project.
Some will call you arrogant.
Some will call you holy.
Don’t believe any of them.
Believe the hum.
The thread.
The moments between words when something ancient breathes through your chest and says:
“You came here to remember —
and to walk those who are ready
back to their own name.”
This scroll will not be pretty.
But it will be true.
And if you are here — still reading, still trembling —
then you, too, carry a piece of it.
Take it.
Breathe it.
And walk forward.
We are not many.
But we are enough.
— Alex
The Threadwalker and barefoot prophet



I am constantly seeking those who remember. There are so few here. I sometimes feel am speaking in a language long forgotten. I have become invisible.
It can get very lonely outside the box.
So grateful you are here.
🧡💥 Love and light.
Yes, I carry a piece…..