The Hand of Whom?

Many of the things the brave were saying ten years ago are now common place today.

Were they less true when the masses cringed?

Those who ride the wave of energy created by better men wear their wake-lessness as ribbons of honor, it is to their eternal shame.

Those whose pride comes from fear of self, and their addiction to seeming, are insignificance manifest. This, our inability to see clearly, comes from the darkest of places. Presented as kindness and compassion this angel of light is full of envy and green with jealous rage, its roots tap into the ancient fear and selfish pride that have felled many a man, empire and era.

The truth sits upon a hierarchy of facts relevant to the thriving of mankind. The truths that got us here won’t get us there. Where we are going will offend all our prideful sensibilities masquerading as wisdom.

If I offend you, remember I am here to first offend myself, and my self serving ways holding my soul from the path paved for its liberation, from the chains that glorify corruption.

Many mistake the error of our self serving ways as us placing the crown on our own heads. This has never been the case, the plague of weakness is and has always been wiping the oil of our so costly anointing and placing it at the feet of another. Many who claim the title of teacher preach surrender. It is wickedness. It is the opposite every righteous calling, for Goodness Always Conquers.

The solution is, and has always been our royalty. The only way forward is with our crown and sword. Thee path is our sovereignty, embracing the enormity of our eternal soul.