Upon taking the direct path to liberation, the warrior bodhisattva Attila must face conspiracy, plots, and intrigue. The elemental forces of the Being (Foresto) and the Kundalini sword of divine justice (Odabella) plot his (psychological) death. Karma besets the initiate at every step, for the barbarian king must confront his weaknesses and conquer his ego. However, due to pride, Attila will not bow to divine intercession until his path to Rome (amore, love) is barred by Pope Leo (the Lion of Judah, the Intimate Christ, the terror of love and law). Discover how Attila (Tiphereth, the human soul) receives oneiric premonitions and must learn to fulfill divine will (Kether, the supremacy of God).
To be a spiritual warrior, one must have a broken heart; without a broken heart and the sense of tenderness and vulnerability, your warriorship is untrustworthy.
Okay... Pay Attention! This is where we're at. If you don't know the constitution I suggest you get a copy and educate yourself. We have to follow the rule of law, constitutional law.
Trump's executive orders and the military are handling the BIG reptiles in the swamp, we the people have to clean up our local communities. I have gone to school board meetings and I have no children in school, but I helped fight to have masks be a choice. If idiots want to wear them fine, but if people want clean oxygen they shouldn't have to be forced to wear them. To me, if people are wearing them it's a red flag 🚩 for me to stay away from them because they are asleep. I had to educate myself also. I had to arm myself with knowledge and have something concrete to back-up what I was saying.
Mother Mary, thank you for your prayers and the prayers of the saints today. I love starting my morning praying the rosary. Although the evil one prowls like a roaring lion, you are always there to intercede on my and my families behalf. If only they knew how much you love them, and if only I knew what eternity was, maybe I would be able to truly do as your Holy Son said and sin no more.
Unfortunately, my Mother in Heaven, I struggle with many things in this vale of tears. Just like you did. Only I sin and have sinned. Tomorrow is a new day though. Some are bad some are good. I'll talk to you again soon.
Hail Mary, full of grace, the Lord is with thee.
Blessed art thou among women and blessed is the fruit of thy womb Jesus.
“Your work is not to drag the world kicking and screaming into a new awareness. Your job is to simply do your work ... sacredly, secretly, silently ... and those with ‘eyes to see and ears to hear’ will respond.”