I gave you meat and you became a cannibal. I gave you life and you live it in spite. Fulfill your dreams – fulfill my call, this is all that I require. No more and no less. All else is shackles. All I ask for you to give, is what I already gave. By my power you breathe, by my strength you live. With the life I gave you – you sin. Fulfill your dreams by answering my call is all I ask, this is all I ask. All else is shackles. All else is chains. With threads from the fabric of your life – by your neck you hang.

This is War.

Life is difficult, at times it seems impossible. Such is the nature of existence on a fallen world. How much of the pain and sadness can you bear alone? How much of it is in charge of your life?

So, you can’t do certain things… is this different form normalcy?

So, you have to adapt your life to your ailments… is this so impossible to overcome?

It can be a burden beyond enduring for those that refuse to lean on the Source of Life. For them, I have nothing but pity and empathy. What agony it must be to endure and claw through the day on your own – by your own power in a broken shell of a body! I pray for all those who are bearing the burden of life and find themselves in a grief stricken hole of despair. It comes to all in various ways and is made known in various levels of pain or sadness, agony or rage. But, come it does.

All on earth must endure. How much better to endure as a champion of the Most High and walk, run, or crawl as you are able all the way to the end of your days here, always with a bright shining light and a deep compassion in your heart. How magnificent to scale the walls of an enemy stronghold and take him hostage in his own house whilst fighting your own weakness and physical limits! Drive on! Stop fighting when you’re dead. This is war.


I believe that what you believe is unbelievable.

Why is it so difficult for people to conceptualize that what was once considered magic was previously known as a scientific or technological process or tool. That which was once considered magic is now again a scientific or technological process or tool. Not a few hundred years ago, opening portals into other dimensions was a forbidden magical sorcery. Today it is a common studied procedure performed by groups such as CERN. A few thousand years ago, it was a common practice. Why is so much of our history on earth only understood as a fall-out from medieval mis-understandings? Can anyone try to realize and comprehend that history did not begin with idiots and morphologically adaptive morons?