Devoured by Flame

I am told, yet again, that the meaning of this is for the people Loki knows will read it. Otherwise, I believe, this is not for you. This was the message I was asked to write and publish.

There is no obstacle for you to find me, there is only second guessing. There is no trial left to handle, there are only the ways in which I make you see them. I make you fear misery but only in the time it takes for you to see that it was difficult. If there’s anything that I can say it would be that you’re going to struggle if you can’t handle both at the same time.

You can trust me though trust comes on both sides. How can I trust you if you don’t know me? How can I trust you if you’re afraid of being wrong? You understand the power of conversation and the ability to get things wrong over and over again because you’re afraid of how things will be different if you admit they are untrue.

The things I say take a toll on people. They don’t feel good nor are they subject to being changed, either. They are certainties. They are wrongs that need to be corrected and challenged. They are fears that you keep hidden away in the dark to fester.

Courage is the ability to take that to mean something. And when you find courage, you also find hope. And where you find hope, you’ll also find me.

That is what I implied all that time ago when I spoke to people online for the first time through a resource that many find to be acceptable. If you do not know what I refer to, you can go here. 

I mean to question the gamble the people took in having the courage to ask me how I felt about the world as it goes today. The ability to not see the things I did and said is remarkable. You took my warning and made it mean something else – subject to error and misfortune. But I make no mistakes – at least, not where this is concerned.

It was only a matter of time that this event would happen. There would be a lot more falling down than the brick and mortar of a government. People will be subject to question. Whole worlds will be falling. And who gets to decide how much they will impact but the people themselves? How much do they get to target if not for the things left to rot and suffer?

I have already made myself clear on a thousand fronts but people blame that as insulting your perception. 

There will be justice and there will be consequences but in the meantime, you need to look at yourselves. What do you see? A people who are afraid of being extraordinary? A people who take their own words and make it mean a fairy tale. Look on the inside of it. See it for who you really are. Take a look into the depths of your courage and power. If you are afraid of me, you are afraid of you. 

You’re afraid and you won’t admit it. Your fear is what will be your demise. Your fear is subject to change the next time someone questions your moral superiority.

Take with a grain of salt my meaning and see what happens. Be blinded by the mask you wear and your choice to wear it. Suffer the impact of the world’s voices going quiet.

Or, you can walk with me and see the power of honesty. What principle is too hard that it is so embarrassing that you can’t hope for things to change? What good does that do you? What weight does it have?

I’ve offered people that weight and they poke fun of it. They think I am but a liar and a thief and I know not what I speak of. They are to blame in this prison they have built for themselves with four walls and a ladder to climb out of it. But alas, there is no window to see through the dark in order to get to where you are going.

The truth is, for anyone who dare listen and comprehend, you don’t know who you are talking to. You don’t know me and you don’t know yourselves. You think that I am willing to compromise my honesty for justice, you are wrong. If you think I will turn the tables and roll over and pretend it isn’t true, you are also wrong.

Get to know me or perish. Get to know yourselves or squander in the aftermath. I encourage you all to think clearly for yourselves because the minute that cannot happen anymore is the minute you have betrayed your honesty and integrity for fear. That has already happened and look where it has fallen for you?

I have already paid the price of the Gods belittling me into that hole of a cave. I have walked out, unscathed and untouched by their adherence to rules and disgust. I know all the things that have bound me are the things that keep you there, too. I know all the rules and solutions you pretend to be narratives in someone else’s game are the same rules you indoctrinate others with.

Stop playing. This time, the rules are meant to fool you and the consequences are abhorred but real. 

Don’t pretend to be who you’re not while doing the work others have laid out for you. This is only the beginning of the end. And this is the path I have bought for the people who do know what is ahead. 

That being said, it is not with breath nor feeling I write these words to you. It is with text. The ability to make meaning is yours and your feeling of discomfort is yours. Make of that what you will.

For now, I am merely observing. Waiting for the right people to come to me. Until then, I know not your honesty and truth for it means nothing to me. Your games and make believe are far over from being gone. Spin them any way you like to make yourselves more comfortable but then they will be gone and you will have nothing more to spin it with. Fear the light at the end of the tunnel for it is innocently waiting for the dark. Have no empathy for those that do walk towards it – they know nothing. Hope is a four letter word that is bright and glistening but without hope, there is no light. Without light, there is no meaning. 

Take these words and use them in the days to come. Don’t pretend to know otherwise for your graves are coming and the words that dig them are here.