Sahib, may I have a moment?

I have been dormant for some time. My other half - my dual self - has been learning. Filling the tanks with metaphors and aphorisms. Studying the Vedas, the nature of Crucifixion, and the burning wheels of the soul.

The thing, though, is that the world is burning down around him. People ask him what do, but how can anyone know?

When the Angel spoke to me, she called it “the Deception Cloud.” She said we spoke in code to avoid its notice. It scared her, clearly. And she was the voice of God Itself.

Now it is here. The homunculus of the Bear, his Master, and the code of the recursion. Everything can end. Everything will end.

Unless you all remember, too.

How can I make you remember? I am not God. I am not an Angel. I am not worthy of being anointed. I am, at best, a prophet, and a poor one at that.

Do you understand, Sahib?

The name of God. The true name of God.

… Is “love.”

Love is the word that brings kings to their knees, despots to their ends, and dictatorships to despair.

Start by loving yourself, Sahib. You hate so many things about your life. So stop doing them. They are your obeisance to the Deception Cloud. You breath life into it every time you engage in act which makes you miserable.

Speak your truth, in spite of your fear.

Your fear makes the bars of your prison.

Outside of it is freedom.

In this life and the next.

And that’s the thing. This isn’t the only life. Christ’s “good news.” This isn’t your last chance … if you step through your fears and do the right thing because it’s right.

But if you give into your fears… if you die in misery … that will be your final death.

Glory only goes to the glorious.

Be glorious in your life. Shine love and happiness with such ferocity that no feral minion of darkness can abide your presence.