This is what i think
*An unfiltered βwhyβ behind all this
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This is what I think
This isnβt a trend.
This isnβt some elaborate marketing funnel. (although itβs pretty damn elaborate ππ)
This isnβt me trying to go viral or build a brand.
But if it does go viralβif you do call it a brandβI donβt care.
Because this is just what I actually think.
About the world.
About the war.
About the unseen battle Scripture says weβre already in.
And about why CRUMB even exists.
Read slowly.
Read prayerfully.
Read like your soul depends on it.
Not because my words are sacred. But maybeβjust maybeβif youβve landed here, Godβs doing something in you.
Maybe Heβs working. Maybe Heβs playing 5D-chess with your soul and using this website. π€
β οΈ THE SYSTEMS ARE COLLAPSING
You already know somethingβs off.
You feel it in your gut. You see it in the feed.
You hear it in the headlines. And you canβt unfeel it.
The money? Fake. Getting faker by the day.
The leaders? Liars with god-tier access to your mind.
The culture? Wired to divide and conquer.
The truth? Canceled. Silenced. Shadowbanned.
Weβre giving up free speech? Worse, FREE WILL for digital slavery.
And while the world melts, we keep scrolling.
Youβre NOT crazy.
That pain, that ache, that dreadβitβs real.
You can either numb it without Christβ¦
or be awake in the ache and find Him.
π§ π THE MODERN MAN ISNβT LOSTβHEβS POSSESSED
Not by demons in red capes.
By pixels. By pace.
By performance and productivity and porn and pretending heβs okay.
The man of this age isnβt wickedβheβs NUMB or BURNING OUT.
He thinks heβs content because he can scroll.
But heβs dyingβquietly, daily, endlessly.
And no one is coming to rescue him.
Most of the so-called rescuers are asleep too.
I know, because I was that man.
Discipled by distraction. Addicted to comfort.
Terrified of truth that might cost me everything.
Until it did.
And I lived.
And now Iβm here to tell you: itβs the only way forward.
𧨠THE ENEMY IS NOT WHO YOU THINK
Itβs not the people on the news.
Itβs not the powerful.
Itβs not some βbad guyβ in your head. βItβsβ not blue or red.
Yeah, there are dark forces working through humans.
But THE enemy is more subtle, more sinister:
Anything that keeps your soul from knowing and walking with Jesus.
Distraction.
Deception.
Delay. Delusion. Defamation. Division. Defiance.
Thatβs the Devilβs strategy in this decade.
Not horns and hellfireβjust endless scrolls, infinite loops, and just enough comfort to keep you numb from reality.
βοΈ JESUS ISNβT A LIFE COACH. HEβS THE ONLY WAY OUT.
I didnβt believe it eitherβuntil it was the last crumb I hadnβt truly tried.
I was done. Suicidal. Screaming at God. Living in a glass palace of pain.
And in the middle of that mess, I finally surrendered.
And He actually showed up.
And He changed everything.
So Iβm not here selling you religion.
Iβm just telling you what indeed, saved my life.
I tried every philosophy.
I rabbit holed every conspiracy. (way before it was cool to do btw)
I cracked all the βcodesβ.
Did I find value? Yes, βtruthβ even sometimes. BUT none of it saved. Only Jesus did.
Only Jesus DOES.
Heβs not just an upgrade.
Heβs not a vibe either.
Heβs certainly not your self-help strategy.
Heβs the only real spiritual oxygen that exists in this entire universe.
And if you donβt know HimβIβm sorry, you donβt know life itself.
βοΈ reality IS WAR. CRUMB IS MY SWORD.
I hope youβre starting to see that Iβm not just building CRUMB to grow a platform.
Iβm building it to break spells and help free the captives.
To fight for every man who feels like I did and call them up into their divine blueprint.
To leave divine detonation charges in timelines full of apathy and despair, to bring hope and healing. TO LIVE TUNED.
This is my way of throwing punches in the Spirit.
(and Iβm praying that you find yours)
This is not me just trying to make as much noise as possible.
Iβm in the war of all wars and know Iβm going to die fighting.
π¨βπ»Call me a Man on Fire.
I have 70 Twitter followers.
Zero on Instagram.
Thirty YouTube subscribers.
No βcommunity.β
No viral clips.
No budget or donor backing.
Iβve launched nothing official and been testing things for a year and a half.
This post? This page? Every day might as well be Day 1.
Small signals until they land.
I will never stop building.
Iβll never stop obeying.
Not because Iβm holyβbut because Iβm His.
π«± TO FRIENDS AND FAMILYβ¦
If you read this and think, βWhere did all this come from? Are you okayβ
Just knowβitβs always been here and yes, more than okayβ¦SECURE.
Iβve walked many seasons in silence.
I walked many lifetimes through fire hiding what was really going on.
Iβve had to. You can only be called weird or met with confused uncomfortable faces for so long before you learn to keep moving.
So if youβve ever been confused or frustratedβ¦ I get it.
If youβve been worried or scaredβ¦ thank you and please rest easy.
Iβm not confused anymore. Iβm His son.
And I love you. Deeply.
π§ IF YOUβRE STILL READING, HEREβS WHAT I NEED YOU TO KNOW:
The world is ending. Slowly or suddenlyβitβs ending.
You will die. Whether youβre βwinningβ or not by any measure or standard right nowβyou will stand before God.
And on that day, your resume wonβt save you.
Your bank account wonβt speak for you.
Your follower count wonβt follow you in the slightest.
Only one thing matters:
Do you know Jesus?
And does He know you?
Thatβs it. Thatβs the whole deal.
π¨ I will bleed FOR THIS
To wake up the numb.
To speak to the ache.
To ignite Kingdom fire in a death culture of fog.
I donβt know where this will lead.
Maybe nowhere. Maybe a community. Maybe a platform and ecosystem that funds more missions and feeds families and flips nations.
Or maybe God has me doing all this for some other reason. Or maybe God tells me to shut it all down tomorrow.
Any way I ever slice itβfaithfulness to my King will reign.
π FINAL WORD
CRUMB isnβt going to ever be safe.
It isnβt meant to be soft.
It isnβt catered for spectators.
Itβs always going to be for the man whoβs ready to stand up and walk.
Not because I will carry you.
But because Iβll never stop pointing you to The One who can.
That said, Iβll never stop walking beside you within the capacities in which I am able.
And Iβll keep building the infrastructure to help you carry your cross in a world built to distract you from it.
In conclusion, THIS IS WHAT I THINK:
Jesus is the Way.
Everything else is anesthesia.
And I will keep dying building a signal strong enough to break through the noise.
Not because Iβm perfect.
Not because Iβm better.
But because Iβm His.
And Iβm not backing down. βοΈππ¦
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