03-02-2014, 12:00 AM
The dreaming awake vision, that has been with me all day.2nd March 2014...
and all i see is row upon row of men, armored to the hilt ,ready for battle, clubs spears and lances, ready for a war...a war for what?.....
this is the warrior of the world, layer upon layer of defense, against a war that is ever raging. they fight wars, not for the cause, they forgot why they enrolled, but because they want their coin at the end of the day, to keep themselves fed, their wives and babies warm, for the little that they have. they are doomed to stay warrior slaves until they die. fighting for something they haven't had a taste of, fighting till their last breath,for something they do not believe, they can ever attain..
i am screaming at them..that this is not the war they came here for, that blood lust and battle for just death is not the only possibility, but that they must don robes of another guise, many guises to make their mark on the world, often unseen, unnoticed, untraceable, un~thanked, yet effective and legacy making.
i yell, that their Armour does not serve them in this battle, neither does their status, rank or coin, for it is the belly and the heart, that must rage and join together, in action.....
from what are you defending? from what do you believe your power can be taken from you? who made you sell your visionary life? who wiped out that core of knowing with their hooks and lies? and who, gave you fear that you could not succeed?
those are the ones inside that need to be massacred, those are the things, that require to be torn, piece by piece from your minds and bodies.
when you have let go of everything worthy to you, when all that you loved, has been mercilessly stripped away, time and time again, when you are nothing..only then, are you a vessel of the spirit of a bigger possibility, only then will you find your core of conviction, only then will you not doubt, your brothers and sisters souls, their capability and their desire for freedom.., because to you, death has already passed you by...and you have nothing better to do.......but to keep on walking...
and all i see is row upon row of men, armored to the hilt ,ready for battle, clubs spears and lances, ready for a war...a war for what?.....
this is the warrior of the world, layer upon layer of defense, against a war that is ever raging. they fight wars, not for the cause, they forgot why they enrolled, but because they want their coin at the end of the day, to keep themselves fed, their wives and babies warm, for the little that they have. they are doomed to stay warrior slaves until they die. fighting for something they haven't had a taste of, fighting till their last breath,for something they do not believe, they can ever attain..
i am screaming at them..that this is not the war they came here for, that blood lust and battle for just death is not the only possibility, but that they must don robes of another guise, many guises to make their mark on the world, often unseen, unnoticed, untraceable, un~thanked, yet effective and legacy making.
i yell, that their Armour does not serve them in this battle, neither does their status, rank or coin, for it is the belly and the heart, that must rage and join together, in action.....
from what are you defending? from what do you believe your power can be taken from you? who made you sell your visionary life? who wiped out that core of knowing with their hooks and lies? and who, gave you fear that you could not succeed?
those are the ones inside that need to be massacred, those are the things, that require to be torn, piece by piece from your minds and bodies.
when you have let go of everything worthy to you, when all that you loved, has been mercilessly stripped away, time and time again, when you are nothing..only then, are you a vessel of the spirit of a bigger possibility, only then will you find your core of conviction, only then will you not doubt, your brothers and sisters souls, their capability and their desire for freedom.., because to you, death has already passed you by...and you have nothing better to do.......but to keep on walking...