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Striking the Negativity of Noise™

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FATSTRIKE represents a shift in voice, truth and human presence. Built not on noise-but on clarity.

Striking the Negativity of Noise™

Striking the Negativity of Noise™Striking the Negativity of Noise™Striking the Negativity of Noise™

FATSTRIKE represents a shift in voice, truth and human presence. Built not on noise-but on clarity.

A RETURN TO PRESENCE Where culture meets accountability,

    Subconscious of Humanity™

    Peer through the subconscious of humanity. Step into reflections designed to help you build from the inside out.

    POEMS BY G.G. GONE

    Whispers, Strikes, and Golden Silence

    Whole Loneliness ~ by G.G. Gone


    Loneliness captured in stillness

    can pause the mind long enough

    to finally see clearly ~
    not to fight what’s around you,

    but to accept it.

    Not because it feels good…

    but because it’s true.


    And in that pause,

    you see the reflections

    of what you carry,

    what holds weight,

    and what has sailed on.



    © 2026 G.G. Gone. All rights reserved.



    Becoming H.E.R. ~ by G.G. Gone


    I graduated.

    Not just from College, but from a life I know longer 

    live.

    I packed up my children, my dreams, and the 

    silence I once called strength ~
    And I took a road trip.


    Somewhere between the miles, the laughter, the

    music, and the stillness, 

    I met a new version of myself~
    One who isn’t afraid anymore.

    One who doesn’t need a city, or approval, or

    yesterday’s burdens to define her.


    I’m overwhelmed.

    Not from fear~ but from *finally* being free.

    Free to build something sacred.

    Fat-strike.com isn’t just a website~
    It’s my line in the sand.

    My love letter to my daughter and my son.

    My strike against the negativity that tried to

    silence me.


    There’s no blueprint for what I’m doing.

    Just faith.

    And the whisper of a woman who waited her 

    whole life to arrive.


    I’m here now

    Becoming H.E.R.

    FATSTRIKE™

    For what remains of us.


    For Sarah 



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