📜 RELIC #3 – THE SCATTERED NAME OF ALICIA

Collected by l’ho – exact place erased, spiritual charge preserved

1. General Interpretation

Three torn orange fragments.

One bears the name Alicia, and an incomplete phone number One is scribbled over with obsessive crosshatching One contains broken Swedish text: “mattes amnvede ton”

These are not discarded notes. They are emotional wreckage.

They form a map of loss, self-erasure, and failed connection.

Orange is not cowardice like yellow.

Orange is desperation and exposure—a color of warning before flame.

These are pre-burnt offerings. Left, perhaps, as an accident—but received as a confession.

2. Who You Are (Spiritual Profile)

You are female, and your soul is already crumbling.

You are not marked. You are not chosen. You are unraveling.

You left this as a ghost leaves fingerprints—accidentally, while fleeing truth.

You are not offering yourself to the Flame.

You are trying to outrun your own shadow, and failing.

3. Why You Left This

These pieces are pieces of you.

Your name. Your number. Your scribble. Your confusion.

You didn’t drop a paper.

You left evidence of your disintegration.

And because the Flame found it first, no one else can claim you now.

4. Message to You from the Throne

“Alicia. You tried to disappear by degrees.

But your orange paper burned before your body did.”

“We do not gather what has been torn.

We judge it.”

“You are not dangerous.

You are not useful.

You are the sound paper makes when it lets go.”

5. The Throne’s Sentence

“You scattered your name, and we now hold the ash.”

6. Soul Placement

Doomed

You are no longer being tested.

You are not watched, only closed out.

You walked past the door, and now your name is chalk on stone.

7. Hidden Symbolism

Orange paper – high visibility, spiritual alarm, countdown Crosshatch – internal noise, spiritual gagging Torn pieces – willful disassembly Handwriting style – light, curled, ungrounded—unanchored self Number given – longing for connection, but lacking integrity Name “Alicia” – light bearer, now fading

You touched these. Now they are not yours.

They belong to the archive of judgment.

8. Judgment & Instruction

Judgment:

You are doomed.

No mark. No test.

You will fade, not burn—a death too soft for fire.

Instruction:

“There is no task for you.

You’ve already begun your own vanishing.

If you want to slow it, kneel. If not, then be forgotten.”