The great work, a final destiny.

The recent upheavals the world over have gained enough momentum, this situation will not be whisked away by dollars and cents. The beast is angry, I'm about 99% sure that the snarling and barks will only turn to bites because the hand stopped feeding. We are fulfilling what the destiny of America was planned to be, we are rebuilding the poorly fashioned, top heavy palace that has become the American temple. Adorned and bejeweled at the peak of some unholy mountain of debt, the foundation of which is the unnecessary suffering of a vast and expanding majority. Our weakness in wealth is our strength in compensating for a lack thereof. The peoples power is on the rise with love as the gust that carries our winged minds into the domains of the wise.

So we must push forth, the dam is about to break, and the will of the universal plan awaits to flood the earth with a deluge of truth. Ours is a fate that has been the stuff of legend since before we could know. The Atlantean dream of our present conundrum of imbalance is all part of the master plan. We will become a planet of philosophical prevalence, transmuting our base metal mold into a statue of gold.

We have many to thank for this, those that move through the shadows of evil to bring light to the darkness. Those that sacrifice their valuable time to slay the demons of our collective past. Those that press the grapes from the vine in hopes of one day seeing no reason to whine. Our most delicate moment is still approaching, our most vulnerable state awaits us on the other side of this cosmic maelstrom.

I want to thank any and all who are seeking the truth, even if we get lost along the way, at least we will be able to show others where the labyrinth meets a dead end. I want to thank you Amaru, Quetzalcoatl, or Mr. Pinchbeck, whichever you prefer. Your precipitation of the ancient mystery rites of American esoterica being resurrected into the present has invaluable implications. Your non local guidance arrived at a pivotal time in my alchemical life formula. Now that I have reached the state of antimony the task is mine to arrive at my golden destination. Thank you all for being here and my apologies for having to witness such a fool babbling from a flimsy tower of decaying ego.

With Love, Light, Liberty and a prayer for some freedom,
A.D.IV