I AM.

The best way to keep a secret? Hide it in plain sight. People will never notice what’s right in front of them because they’re too busy chasing what isn’t there. That’s just how our minds work.

I’ll admit, it felt strange—unsettling, even—when everyone suddenly had something to say after a particular loss. Before that, no one seemed to care. In the history of filmmaking, nobody had the faintest idea of what was going on. But the moment that event happened, the noise started. Everyone became so vocal. It caught me off guard. I kept asking myself, How did all these people find their voices overnight?

And then, it started to click. They weren’t reacting to the event out of concern; they were using it. People started pointing fingers, blaming others, but in truth, they were all part of the same group. That realisation hit hard. It was confusing.

And when you’re confused, you have two choices: assume you know the truth, or go looking for it. I chose the second. I started investigating, hoping to piece it all together. But instead of staying detached, I got pulled in—I became part of the mess I was trying to unravel.

Looking back, I think it was necessary. Painful, but necessary. It brought me closer to understanding the truth. Day by day, week by week, month by month, every little thing that happened started to make sense—every motive, every hidden agenda, every play for power.

It’s a strange feeling when it all becomes clear. It’s like waking up from a dream and realising you’ve been lied to your whole life. Their hate? A lie. Their love? A lie. Their arguments, their fights, their criticism—it’s all a lie. And I kept wondering, Why? Why all these lies?

There are plenty of reasons. Some people crave power—they’ll do anything to keep it, even if it means manipulating others. Some aren’t strong enough to hold their positions, so they rely on dirty tricks to stay afloat. And then there’s survival. People will do whatever it takes to survive, even if it means crossing lines that should never be crossed.

In this case, survival meant taking a life. It was heartbreaking. If we, as humans, are supposed to be the pinnacle of creation—whether by nature, God, or evolution—then how are we still behaving like this? We might be more civilised, but deep down, we’re still acting on the same primal instincts we’ve had since the beginning of time. Eliminating others, taking their place—it’s the same story, just dressed up differently now.

It’s a hard truth, and not everyone’s ready to face it. But for me, I’m glad it happened. As painful as it was, it gave me a sense of purpose when I felt like I’d lost my way.

Now, I can say this with certainty: I’m at peace. I truly am. Because I know the truth. And the truth has always been my ally. It always will be. Knowing the truth also means knowing how to share it—how to help others see it for what it is.

Could it have been avoided? Sure. But with power comes responsibility, and sadly, some people abuse that power. They forget what they owe to humanity. Instead, they become inhumane. And in doing so, they create false gods.

Still, I’m at peace. Because I see it for what it is. And I know the truth.