I am a genius. I can perceive things in the universe before they happen. I was just too fragmented to recognize and trust my empathic abilities. The betrayal and subsequent spiritual warfare that commenced changed everything. Passive-aggressive cowards want their nefarious deeds and clandestine betrayals to weigh heavily on the psyche. Still, they are acts of vanity, revealing how fragmented and reliant on outside approval they truly are.
I am strong. The Most High took a machete to the grass in the jungle of life, revealing all the snakes that lay bare on the ground, hissing the evil in their hearts my way. Divine clarity rendered their attempts to torture futile in the presence of one who is rooted within. Chances were given for them to reflect on the costs their evil deeds would have on their reputations and the false images they work overtime to uphold. Instead, they were steadfast in their allegiance to satan and will reap the fruits of their harvest in due time.
This world is an illusion. This world is limited. This world is finite.
The light is eternal. The light is boundless. The light is infinite.
Those with eyes see, and those with ears hear.
I am divine. The reason I am polarizing, even in stillness, I haven’t acquiesced to the ways of the world and handed my light over for darkness. Those who have eyes see, and those with ears hear, but the blind walk around aimlessly, stumbling over rocks, face-first into walls, and the deaf stand still in the forest, unaware of the crackling leaves alerting them to a nearby predator. These hindrances of the senses induce an ether of fear, doubt, and panic in those who rather the veil remain over their eyes, and the cotton in their ears.
Fish swim and birds fly, but the light remains.
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