July 4th, 2024
In essence, of my divine freedom - I was creating an earthly freedom; of my divine sovereignty - I was creating an earthly sovereignty; of my divine abundance - I was creating my earthly prosperity.
He, who gave himself the right to hand out freedoms and take away freedoms, played but a foolish game; a foolish and weak game.
He, who gave himself the right to strip Kings and Queens of their Crowns; the right to dethrone Kings and Queens; acted on wilful ignorance.
He, who gave himself the right to dangle Coins; the right to dangle Coins to hand unto HimSelf - the weakest, most pitiful power; acted on a dangerous and filthy selfishness.
Then,
Then, there is She, who came forth with the Blood of the Absolute running rampantly through Her;
She who would break the hand of he who would claim freedom to be his own - giving it and taking it away at his will
She who would sever the hand of he who dares to raise his hand to remove the Crown of the Kings and Queens of the Absolute
She, whose Soul raged and shook in the light of divine injustice, would lend her terrifying and paralyzing gaze to he who dangles his filthy bag of coins making the Children of the Absolute kneel before him; beg before him; til he dropped that filthy bag; til his hands trembled with such fear that he could no longer hold that bag.
She was his absolute nightmare; A Nightmare given unto him by Her Absolute;
For She was not one who merely celebrated victories and suffered defeat;
She was the Life of the Absolute.
The Absolute’s Freedom of Existence breathed within Her; lived - the Way Gods live - eternally;
She was Freedom - the Freedom that innately belong to OneSelf; existed as OneSelf;
She reigned in the Realms of Her Absolute - beyond the Heavens and Hells;
She was versed in the Sovereignty of the Absolute - such that the foolishness of he who gave himself the right to place unto and remove the Crowns of the Kings and Queens of the Absolute enraged Her.
For the Hands of the Absolute holds those very Crowns upon those Sacred Heads of Its Kings and Queens.
What of his hands, to fiddle with that of the Hands of the Absolute.
She was the OverFlow of the Absolute - creating the breath of the Absolute; the heartbeat of the Absolute; creating Life of the Absolute;
HIS defeat was inevitable for in his ignorance, He chose her as his opponent to battle. For in his blind ignorance, he could not see that he walked right into HER GAME; he walked right onto HER BOARD. Yes, he blindly became but a PAWN in HER GAME;
See, he who believes himself to hold the tokens of freedom, is unaware of The Absolute’s Freedom. His tokens of freedom are fragile things. It enraged him, as he gave Her these pitiful tokens and took them away - and yet, She was FREE still. With or without those fragile tokens, She was FREE. For The Absolute’s Freedom belongs to Itself - it cannot be given too or taken away from; it is innately of the Absolute and of its Creations.
See, from the moment, he chose her as his opponent. From the moment, he had intention to defeat her; from the moment, he intended to take away her freedom; to strip her of her crown; to throw pennies at her feet - HE LOST.
See, he who gives himself the right to dethrone Souls of the Absolute, is unaware of the Kingly and Queenly Realms that they preside over; that those very Souls with the Sovereign Blood of the Absolute created the very Realms over which they rule. So it confused him, when he stripped her of the pathetic, perishable,plastic crown that he placed upon her head and stomped all over it - again and again and again, that She glowed, nonetheless, in her Divine Regality.
See, he who dangled his pennies believing himself to be the sole owner and guard of these pitiful coins, is oh so unaware of the Absolute’s Treasury - that he who has believed himself to be of affluence, his soul is starving and spirit impoverished but he grips onto those pitiful pennies. He threw pennies at her feet as he wished but it puzzled him that she never fell to her knees to worship him for those pennies. For with or without his pennies, She was a Unique Creation of the Absolute’s Treasury - She was the OVERFLOW.
For though he had foolish intention to have power over her, the Power of the Absolute was all that she had ever known - it was all that the Gods of Her Realms sang to Her, again and again and again. She was born unshakeable - She who was born of the Absolute. She was nourished by this Power; sustained by this Power; strengthened by this Power till She was of this Power and this Power of Her.
Simply put, she never needed freedom from him, she never needed a sense of self from him, she never needed his pennies.
She needed him, she needed this pawn to be knocked off the board of Her Earthly Existence - to wake up Her Earth; to wake up the Heart of Her Earth to Its Freedom once more - to its wild and uninhibited freedom; to wake up the Heart of Her Earth to Its Regality once more - so that it remember its innate ability to lead ItSelf; to wake up the Heart of Her Earth to Its OverFlow - to incite it to create endlessly beautiful things of ItSelf.
Wake up, my Be-Loved.
Written by - Chelsea Avasa Khan
