So here’s what’s happened:
I’ve put my entire life on the line. Again.
Sacrificed my life back home. Potential relationships with family. Comfort. Stability.
I’m in no man’s land.
And it’s fantastic. Because I love it. (It's what I'm used to)
But here’s what I didn’t realize:
People are used to me putting it all on the line, but...under their control.
So, now, they do what they've always done. They'll keep taking my lessons for free, for as long as I allow it. Just like they always have.
So, I’m taking responsibility. And I’m putting in a stop. Now.
Who Wants to Know? Who Wants to Support?
I wrote a blog under “Becoming” called The Group Chat. (It’s a modernized story from the Bible, with the same core message)
Here’s a link.
No, wait. No link. Go and find it. Do your own homework for once.
If you’ve read it, and you’re all caught up, you’ll understand the following:
Who Wants to Know? Who Wants to Support?
I’m leaving the party early.
Not because I’m angry. Not because I’m better..
.
But because I want quieter rooms. Truer conversations. A table where everyone is intentional about being there.
Here’s the thing:
We often ask ourselves:
How do I figure out who really wants to know me, who really wants to support? Who wants to hear about more truths uncovered?
The answer?
→ Place a gentle boundary.
When everything is free and open, you can’t tell who’s just wandering through the crowd and who’s truly leaning in.
But the moment you create a smaller space, even with a tiny cost of entry, you see who steps forward.
- People willing to invest, even a little, are the ones who value your voice.
- A private space feels special. Intentional.
- It reveals who genuinely wants to keep walking the journey with you.
So I’m moving my new blogs into a private community.
Oh, and #EarlyBelieverAccess Pricing just ended.
Not because I’m putting up walls, but because I want to build a place where real conversations can thrive. Where people show up not because it’s free, but because it matters to them. Comments to blog posts will be turned on, too.
Questions That Remain
- Will he find Layla?
- Will they marry?
- Will he stay in York?
- Will he uncover more truths?
- Will he change the world?
- Will he sell his portfolio? (Listed today ;) )
- Will he become the next Martin Luther with more hair? Is he working on a thesis?
- Will I now have to uncover hard truths myself without him leading the way?
- What if he's right?
- What will I miss out on?
I've made an exhaustive list of the subscribers and my day 1 supporters.
→ Layla Paris Noble
→ Noah David-Marsen Ronning
Edit: Isaak Kane Paulson - July 3rd, 2025
To both of you: I see you. I appreciate you. Thank you for believing in me.
"I have a dream, that my 4 little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by the color of their skin, but by the content of their character!"
Shit. Wrong Martin Luther...
Character, shmaracter.
Who cares about that? So long as I go to church, I'm thereby a good person. Ask anyone in my family.
But still, I have dream & I have faith, my own blood will be on that list someday. You can do it!
The Invitation
If my words have stirred something in you…
If they’ve made you reflect…
If you’ve enjoyed the journey so far…
If you want to stay connected…
If you're curious while fishing at your cabin...
(Or even if none of that is true, but you’d like to pretend or fake your support, you can do so by purchasing access anyway…)
→ The time is still...now.
Or....
If you’ve ever been the one who disappeared…
Or the friend who goes looking…
I have faith you’ll come with me into this new space.
It’s where I’ll keep writing, keep questioning, and keep reminding you:
You still matter.
Let’s seek truth together.
Let’s honor autonomy.
Let’s build a world that notices who’s missing, and goes:
Want to join the community?
What’s Changing?
I gave you a shot to support. If you didn't, that's on you buddy.
What a wonderful opportunity for you take responsibly. And give back once again.
When the carrot doesn't work, you get your stick out. Here's a big one.
A lesson I've learned all too well, tough love.
So, if you didn't sign up? You fucked it. Again.
And yet again, that is okay. I haven’t lost faith in you.
So, What Am I Left With Now?
The Free Version!
- 1 blog post per week
- Teaser blogs only
Mind you—I’m averaging 2-3 blogs a day right now.
Let’s do the math for fun!
→ 2 blogs a day = 730 blogs a year
→ 3 blogs a day = 1,095 blogs a year
Split the difference? Call it about 858 blogs per year.
If you stick with the free plan? You’re left with only 52.
Big sad. I know.
What’s Next?
I’m moving my writing into a private community.
Unlocked for $16.18 monthly.
You can either subscribe now for lifetime access at this rate, or wait and hope the price comes down.
Or, hope that I come to my "senses".
(No promises on either.)
If you’ve ever missed your layup…
Or stood at the free-throw line, deciding whether to take the shot…
Or thought, “Screw it, I’ll wait for the half-court miracle"
Consider this your invitation.
Because I’m still here. Writing. Telling the truth.
Reminding you:
You still matter.
Want in?
You have to appreciate what I've given you first. Your reflection.
With too much pride for my familial status,
Without reflection for my inaction,
Now, go to your room. Think about what you've done. Learn your lesson.
And when you're ready to give a full apology without sounding like a jerk, I've reserved you a seat.
Cheers to you from the sidelines.