Flawed Foundations - Fruits of Truth

Click the image for a bite. NEW VIDEO VERSION! "Rather, I choose to live in the solitude of truth that leaves no stones unturned, than crowded by lies holding together flawed foundations."

Note: New video version attached for those who aren’t a fan of reading. In the following video, two writings, “Flawed Foundations - Fruits of Truth” & “Ruthless Truth” are included in one presentation.

Hold on, for the truth is straight forward.

From a brief conversation, in which another is deciding if and when to convey an old truth, a writing, but without upsetting the apple cart in doing so.

Bluntly, fuck the apple cart. Turn it over, grab an apple and stroll on down the lane tasting the fruits of your truth.

Fruits of Truth

Sadly, where we are, is from the lie of unspoken truths, truths unsaid, because truth, now, must conform to others' truths. In our fears of saying what should be said, we now lie to comfort and quell those fears, and appease others, and in that lives the blasphemy we have become. Now, daggers are slung in conversations with smiling people, instead of swords drawn in preparation of honest battles. I would rather speak to someone who openly pronounces hatred of me, than someone who lies with a smile on their face. The games we play are horribly small and pathetic, and in the end; will be the death of us, we once wondrous souls now reveling in the squalor of cowardice and deceit.

For 12 years I have shared the words that come to me, that are channeled through me, day in and day out, relentlessly and faithfully. In all that I have conveyed, the words were civil in their truth and kind in delivery. A day is arriving, however, when truth will be harsh and inevitable. This is shown, in we, God's most beautiful, living “truths” we fabricate to suit ourselves, and in the delusional grandeur of mankind.

The truth of matters, we are, as a society, a world, insane. Yes, let’s, yet again, fabricate war, trample upon the backs of commoners through relentless taxation, in edicts from the right and left wings of insatiable buzzards, from crafted fears marketed by media, and politicians vying to rule over us.

Really? We need assholes to rule over us, the same jerks profiting from unending wars, their new-world-orders, made up fictitious digital currencies, their lie of class-rulership that we believe and live, and that we mere pawns believe we must have rulers? GRRR!! Wake The Fuck Up People!

I read an email I got some time ago, chastising me for not being an American. American? I challenge anyone to tell me what America is, but for lies, now, dressed in propaganda, edicts and glittery wrapping.

America, from when it was founded?

America, before 1910, or before it was perverted from country to corporate?

America, the good old days, while some were enslaved, while others profited?

From the time indigenous peoples were killed by those carrying flags of God?

Those Americas?

Or, how about the America that never was, before man's encroaching conquering’s and manipulations; a time when borders existed only by nature, and not from power-thirsty conquering controllers. That America?

I am out of place and time! No longer do I relate to our self-created distance from God's original thought of us. No longer do I want to be of this ugly egoic humanism. I rebuke the distortions we have become and now live as filthy truths. If America, or any other country falls into that fiery abyss, then, I rebuke them and their wolf’s clothing as well. I live not by delusion crafted by liars, contrivers and dividers, no matter how many others do.

Now, I'll bet someone's butt has a boo-boo. Come hell or high water, I will be truthful, be it liked or hated, be I, liked or hated.

Rather, I choose to live in the solitude of truth that leaves no stones unturned, than crowded by lies holding together flawed foundations.

fallen stone buildings

Am I perfect? No, I’m not. Do I make mistakes? Yes, I do. Do I not also live in the same asylum as do you, and the rest of us? Yes, but I rebuke my insanity, yours, theirs, and the entire house of nuts. It is time you do as well. It’s time to be worth a damned, take ultimate responsibility for yourselves, cast out sly snakes, obvious cancer, and return to your innocence in God.

Stop lying to yourselves. Stop lying to others in your silence. Speak the truth be damned. If there is something God is waiting for, it is your courage and boldness in truth, and God. From this moment forward, may you give yourselves to all that is God. Give away your fears, your silence, and you, the very soul of you back into the hands of God. ~ I Am - Wisdom

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