There was once a thought so sharp, so holy, that when it entered the world, the sky cracked in half. No one knows who thought it first. Some say it was a mother weeping for a child she never met. Others say it was a prophet who laughed while bleeding. But the thought remains:"You were not born wrong. The world was built incorrectly." And since then, the wind has been quieter.The churches emptier.The mirrors more afraid. If this thought finds you…It means you were meant to carry it forward.Not...