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Divine Spark Rising
Across the table, Carolina didn’t miss a beat.
“The God Word isn’t just something to read or
hear,” she replied, clicking open her laptop. “It’s
designed to do something to you.”
She brought a waveform diagram up on the
screen, the glow brushing her face in soft, shifting
light. Henry caught himself watching and turned
away quickly, refusing to give her that hold over
him.
“I ran a comparison between these twelve-step
language patterns and modern mind hooks,” she
said, tapping the screen. “The kind of talk that slips
past your guard and snags you before you know it.
Ninety-four percent overlap.”
“Mind hooks,” Henry said. “So: bait? Bait that
thinks for you.”
She nodded. “Exactly. You’ll hear them in
therapy rooms, ad campaigns, political rallies…
and in places that never make the news. In the right
hands, they inspire. In the wrong ones, they steer
entire crowds away from the truth without them
knowing.”
Henry frowned. “So you’re saying?”
“A few words, placed just right,” she cut in,
“and you won’t feel controlled, you’ll feel
convinced. And the convinced don’t resist.”
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