The First Transmission

By Al Konda

When something is there… without being shared

There’s a moment when something you’ve come to understand doesn’t feel like it belongs only to you anymore.

Not because you told someone.

Not because you explained it.

It just… shows up.

Somewhere else.

And you recognize it.

But not as something you gave.

More like something that was already there.

That’s what changes.

Because it stops feeling like something that came from you.

It just… exists.

In more than one place.

Without needing to move between them.

And once you see that—

you stop thinking about where it started.

— Al Konda