Wednesday, May 2, 2012
Divine Love
Amidst the lie-fueled, long-term, continuous terrorism that was scheduled to break down the truth of who I am, rewrite it and then send it to the gossip/judgement feed as fact (all the while, hoping I would break down from the stress and eventually 'look' the part), I rather feel as if I died somewhere along the way, without anyone knowing or caring...but then suddenly rose from the ashes a whole, new, confident bird.
Nobody expected, realized or recognized the strength of my spirit and intelligence; attributes that can easily become buried under decades of Opportunist-fueled abuse and low self-esteem. Opportunists appreciate regular trough meals of comfortable victim, but when she wakes, like routine..Opportunist protocol strategically shifts...especially if multiple opportunists are caught mid-meal at the time.
I know what it feels like to be a runaway slave that was once loved by all as a slave, but is now hunted as apparent 'vermin'.
I know what it feels like to be manipulated and terrorized by defensive family, their conveniently misinformed politicians and performers, as well as opportunistic former-friends, all connected, with much to hide and the budget to hide it.
I know what it feels like to have my life manipulated and redesigned by certain corrupt individuals within the social system and I know what it's like to have my children deliberately turned against me; used in Ego wars and nearly destroyed.
I know what it feels like to be my own friend when there is no one to be found who doesn't have a lie to protect or who isn't so misinformed, I can read the first impression judgement before they have even said hello. I have been informed that this deliberate 'first impression' interference is enough to do the job of 'first impression' and even if people learn the actual truth, it is proven that the scar of these lies is difficult to make disappear.
It's social science, courtroom warfare.
Taking advantage and protecting lies at all costs has become new-world, common idealisms to hand down to our children, rather than offering examples of good character. Even the Police are compromised with this forced, social etiquette that puts them in unethical positions more and more every day. Why?
I find it interesting that so many people find this to be the easy choice, however, the responsibility to endlessly 'cover your arse' through the continued destruction of others in order to protect lies is it's own voluntary, eternal enslavement.
I, for one, would rather set an example of freedom and truth because I love my kids and I love yours and want the best for all of them. Ironically, my parenting has even been criticized and blamed for my children's challenges, rather than shedding light on those who have deliberately hobbled our lives to this level in an effort to shine a more wholesome light on the well-disguised perpetrators, cloaked in sheep's wool for the audience.
I know what it feels like to churn inside with purpose and desire to speak up and command change. I know.
Public, deliberately baited first with envy and hate (like a scent for a hound), will naturally seek out the planted, well-funded, fabricated history, never usually looking below the surface of what it's been bred to hunt. It's wonderful for the world to be 'One' but not if that 'One' is being used an an unsuspecting war machine against 'One' of their own who simply may have seen or heard too much.
For natural balance, this deliberate war design is ironically convenient for the survivor who knows where to hide throughout the 'process'. Divine protection and an intelligent mind have served me well. Most people never choose to look beyond that superficial landscape of judgement, greed and jealousy and depending upon their own self-esteems, this landscape tends to be the level of their warfare.
I know what divine protection feels like. It is the God-given ability to remain love in the face of passing hate. I can do this.
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