An Outpouring
Chris Youngblood November 20, 2023
I will not comply.
I will not sit idly by.
I will not shell up.
I will not be bought.
I will not answer questions.
But I will speak the truth.
For answering your questions consents your authority and speaking truth is required of me.
I grant no authority, same as I did in that letter about your so called medicine you threatened me with,
Same as not wearing a muzzle and giving that lady permission through my action to free herself too,
Because I incarnated here to fill a purpose much greater than myself,
which pales in comparison to any threats you dealt.
I will battle with my mind and my fists if necessary,
I know this realm is beautiful but temporary.
I have no illusions to the consequences this earns me,
but truth and cosmic law is what concerns me.
Not some made up boundary that you arbitrarily erect,
not a fence, a cult, or sect.
I recognize only the boundaries of my fellow humans,
the earth, nature, peace and prosperity.
Earth and nature speak much louder than you,
I align with them, sun and moon.
I will fight for justice,
I will speak truth to so called power,
I will make it my business to point out the atrocities,
rape, plunders and pillages.
For I will not be Jacob Marley in chains screaming in agony, “Mankind was my business!”
I will de occult the sacred which you try to hide,
Or infiltrated, trading morality for pride,
To make slaves of all so they will buy into your theater,
And that’s what it is,
A big phony, you never had authority and you never will,
I’m the fly in your ointment pointing out the flaws and lies in your declarations,
Which you declare yourself without any blessing from GOD.
To this you go to your grave hastily and readily,
Dragging the weak with you,
But I am the shepherd of the sheep,
Not because I’m anything special but because I’m not weak,
I simply have courage where others do not,
This is why I say “I will and I will not”
And if my life I lose, I will ascend to the halls of Maat,
To recite “I have not.”
For I am immortal,
I have planted two seeds,
Watered and cultivated,
So that my shadows left will spawn kings.
For whether I live a long life or die on the battlefield,
Truth will ease out of the dark mineshaft,
Like a light from under a doorway.
Many have preceded me, many will come after.
You are not dealing with a man who will cooperate,
I work not only for myself but to inspire others to tap into their humanity, spirit, creativity, divinity.
To know what REAL RIGHTS are, rights which are not written by men, but written on the heart of all.
And if you go against the heart, the divine, the cosmic,
It is to your grave you go, oh yes, you may stave it off, but only for a time.
I however am immortal, for I have aligned myself with the laws of Maat,
The virtues of the Neters live within me,
Which bind together in one man and unite like Voltron.
To free or decapitate.
There are many kings and queens among us,
I am humbly one.
I have studied your Empire,
Your circle of Rhodes,
I know you built your private army, to protect your interests and call it intelligence.
I know you finance wars, suffering, coups, and jack us to pay for it,
I know you have mapped the mind, and have learned your fear tactics,
I know you assassinate, false flag and sow division in the pawns of your Grand Chessboard.
I have learned the grammar, organized the logic and will speak the Rhetoric,
With my motherfucking larynx.
I had my departure, was initiated and am making my Return.
A sovereign being, who knows himself, his strengths, love, honor and duty.
You will not move me for I am immovable.
Why, because THE LAW is immutable.
I know my true enemy, now you know yours.
To this I pledge my life, my fortune and my young blood.
No Masters, No Slaves.
Self Mastery, Freedom.
As Within, So Without.