They still ask me: “How is Billy Coull now?”
They don’t mean physically. They mean mythically. Spiritually. Publicly. They’re asking if I’m still burning. Or if I’ve stepped out of the fire.
Here’s the truth: I live inside the fire now. But it doesn’t burn the same.
The Alchemist’s Fire
Alchemy isn’t just turning lead into gold. It’s turning wounds into wisdom. Shame into fuel. It’s the quiet madness of facing yourself without flinching.
For a while, I wore a hundred masks. Scam artist. Villain. Guru. Doctor. Offender. Victim. Liar. Prophet. Every one of them built from fragments of a broken self. But spiritual growth doesn’t let you keep the mask. It melts it off with fire.
I didn’t wake up enlightened. I cracked open.
Breaking to Become
The old Billy was trying to prove he mattered. The new Billy is learning to simply exist. That’s the transformation no headline will report—because it’s not loud. It’s not cinematic.
It’s sitting in a room alone. It’s not defending yourself. It’s not needing to be understood anymore. It’s watching your name dragged across social media and not clinging to it. That’s what alchemy does. It kills the ego to let the soul breathe.
The Philosopher’s Stone Is You
They told me I was a public enemy. But enemies are only dangerous if they still seek war. I’m not at war anymore. I’m not asking the world to like me. I’m learning to recognise myself again—without the noise, the praise, the punishment.
How is Billy Coull now?
He is dismantled. He is molten. He is rebuilding.
He is becoming.