An Ode to the Brave: The World Depends on You

Guest Post by Tessa Lena

an ode to the brave: the world depends on you

Story at-a-glance

  • We are living under a mob, once we get it, everything makes sense
  • Mobsters in charge have big loads of money and big loads of tricks; but their power greatly depends on our willingness to be afraid or confused
  • On the existential level, what we are up against is “unlove,” the hatred of free-roaming life
  • We have all the power to choose what’s right, to pray from our hearts, and to protect each other from the mob

This story is a love song for the brave. It’s a song of bonding with my brothers and sisters in truth who are facing the tyranny head on, tough as it is. It’s a heartfelt song of gratitude for my tough and resilient friends, the heroes of our times.

Standing Up to “Unlove”: A Question of Life Vs. Rot

Existentially, what we are fighting against is the “unlove,” the hatred and fear of free-roaming life. Many of us have asked ourselves again and again what is wrong with the people who seem to hate life so much that they just want to destroy everything they touch. They are really bothered by the existence of anything with free will, anything they don’t control! They are so addicted to control that the existence of free will makes them hurt!

They are addicted to power. They need their high. And so, the petty censors, the delusional tyrants, the cruel emperors of our times are driven nuts by free-roaming life. The proverbial globalists of today, just like the conquistadors, the kings, and the big generals of the past … they just can’t walk past free-roaming life without desiring to get it enslaved or killed, in order to make it work for them.

It’s like our modern tradition of “medical science” that requires to first kill what one wants to understand, and then draw conclusions about what it must have been. It’s a little deranged. And so, in the spirit of madness, the tyrants of today are acting like free-roaming life is an insult. They are acting like the game of domination is the only game that exists. And it’s them who need to dominate. Of course.

By the way, it’s the tyrants of the past who came up with the tricky notion that “dog eat dog” is the only way to live. Yes, “dog eat dog” exists — of course it does — but so does love! So does support! So does the joy of bonding, of togetherness, of celebrating life!

We, human beings, are not zombie-bots! We have the power to choose the right balance of things, to live with respect for life — and we can choose to “do competition” with consideration for other people’s free will. Many of our ancestors from a long time ago actually lived this way! We can learn from them!

We can choose to un-internalize the deceit and to throw away the tyrants’ tricks into the garbage pile! By selective showcasing only one extreme (“dog eat dog”), the tyrants have painted over the beauty of life with all gray tones, and they have been hoping that after a while, we forget about everything except fear, pain, and serving them for crumbs — but we don’t have to think like they think! We are not theirs!

They, the aspiring dominators, can eat each other like dogs if they wish (I am saying this with apologies to the dogs). But we can choose to cherish life and protect each other from the mob!

Even Tyrants Can’t Escape Natural and Spiritual Laws

The aspiring masters at the very top are here to remind us of the powers that we have. They are anxious, blood-thirsty, cold-hearted psychopaths. They are mean. They have no respect for life and no respect for anyone’s free will except their own. All they know is that they “have to” to be in control, and they are going after their goal no matter how much life needs to be sacrificed. To them, we are ants.

There is nothing new about their plight. It’s a plight that is many centuries old. Their madness is ancient, their weaponry is old, and their hearts are pre-broken to make them who they are. They trying to lure us away from our spiritual power. They are trying to scare us, bully us, divide us, and keep us in a disheveled state.

But all this is not an isolated event. It’s a part of the process of forcing us to remember our connection to the loving spirit and to our sacred souls.

They are threatening our well-being with their genetic modifications, mandated poisons, Internet of Bodies and programmable CBDC. They are censoring our free expression and our good science. They are trying to make us feel isolated and alone. They are trying to trick us into feeling defeated by the bulldozer of their assault.

But underneath all the ugliness of their repulsive breath, it’s a philosophical scam. When we keep a cool head and do our job with love, we have the protection of the Creator and the support of the loving powers of the universe.

Our love and our courage are our shield, our souls give us grounding and protect us from the monster’s breath, and at one point, now or a thousand years later, the dominators will eat each other for good. We may or may not see this in our lifetime, but our descendants will.

Yes, the control freaks are trying to scare us — but we remember our courage, and we are not scared.

They are trying to bully us badly — but we tap into our courage, and we refuse to comply. They are trying to divide us and even send tricky people of darkness to pretend to be the people of light — but if we are honest, our hearts know.

And I feel just so much love for my brothers and sisters in truth. It is real love, not a theoretical stance. I am smiling ear to ear when I think of my brethren. We are dignified people, we are of love.

A Prayer for Our Victory, With Gratitude to My Brave Friends

To my brothers and sisters I say, I thank you from my heart. I feel so much love that no words are good enough to say how grateful I am to you. You inspire me. You keep me strong and sane. God bless your courage, and may our journey through this confusing terrain be filled with meaning, with smoothness, and with guidance from the loving forces of the universe.

Our human understanding of things may be limited, and at times we may want to kick and scream from having to deal with so much abuse — but with the guidance from the loving forces of the universe, we stand strong. And we need each other to walk in dignity and stand up against the mob.

What we are dealing with is the mob. Once we get it, everything makes sense. They are of the mob, and we are of love. Each of us has the free will to be the hero this world needs.

In the meanwhile, I am thanking my fellow warriors from my heart. You make my world go round, every day of my life. May the universe protect us from the mob, and may our love guide our hearts at all times, in the kindest way. Let it be so.

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11 Comments
hardscrabble farmer
hardscrabble farmer
November 11, 2022 7:05 am

Amen.

Anonymous
Anonymous
  hardscrabble farmer
November 11, 2022 9:56 am

Yes, well … she’s correct in her perspective. We ARE dealing with a very large – and godless – protection racket that’s adopted the methods of syndicated criminality.
Less politics, more Gospel, that’s what we need – but don’t forget to bring along a copy of “The Federalist Papers” to go with your Psalms and Proverbs. Praise the Lord – and pass the ammunition. We’re all going to need it, and Him.

Fielding Mellish
Fielding Mellish
November 11, 2022 7:48 am

A Poem I wrote:

My Poem Immortal

Now I write my poem immortal
Even as I hear Mephisto chortle
My life a glorious and lonely epic
Drawn with Cupid’s bloody pin prick
Soothed by those bitter sweet tears
The sum of all my hopes and fears,
For I have bucked time’s swift arrow
Tasting life’s intoxicating marrow
And as a rose stands above her thorns
My soul alas from chaos born
Tho I have suffered this mortal blight
I have gathered in my shards of sacred light,
Dreaming on freedom’s forbidding road
Odyssey of joy through hell’s lovely abode,
Riding the lightning of bloody history
Into the very heart of the great mystery,
Where I will at last be free
As I awaken beneath the starry bodhi tree
While my acceptance of life
And its share of attendant strife
Pierce the veil existential
Fulfilling my sacred potential,
To Dear Shylock a pound of flesh I am giving
The fair price for the rapture of living
And as I fly away into the sun
I kiss the sky when day is done,
For in the depths of my chrysalis dreams
I hear the lonely angels scream
And in the tears humanity has cried
I ride the wings of a hope that never dies
This can be your fate too
Even when life turns ever blue,
Know this, we are all sparks of divine light
That dance with the demons of the night
And as the stars above light the way
We are all hero’s for a day
While even under the devil’s indenture
I say ‘yes’ to life’s adventure,
With joy say ‘yes’ to the sorrows of life
And you will transform her bloody strife
Into a peace unknown in the annals of history
And kiss the heart of the great mystery!

Stucky
Stucky
  Fielding Mellish
November 11, 2022 11:30 am

Very VERY well done!

I regret that I have but one thumbs up to give.

Anonymous
Anonymous
November 11, 2022 8:10 am

Thank You, Tessa Lena

“To my brothers and sisters I say, I thank you from my heart. I feel so much love that no words are good enough to say how grateful I am to you. You inspire me. You keep me strong and sane. God bless your courage, and may our journey through this confusing terrain be filled with meaning, with smoothness, and with guidance from the loving forces of the universe.”
___________

Maybe You have been fortunate enough. To NOT be inextricably linked. To anybody.

Nary a care in the World several times over, And YET…

‘ONLY Joy is Misery. ONLY Hope Despair’.

Truly. Heart-breaking. Nearly entirely ‘Consumed’.

https://www.kingjamesbibleonline.org/Bible-Verses-About-Father-Of-All-Lies/

Sums it up. Aptly.

ALL Large and in Charge? Hate themselves 1st and Foremost. Palpable. WISH they were not BIOLOGICALLY Human, and all that (‘Shortcomings’, as viewed by them) goes with the ‘Terminal Condition’.

Doing EVERYTHING possible to eliminate REAL Humans.

Good Start, since 1 & 1/3 were cast down. Here.

‘Free Will’. Indeed.

And yet, faith and hope springs Eternal.

“For, behold, I create new heavens and a new earth: and the former shall not be remembered, nor come into mind. But be ye glad and rejoice for ever in that which I create: for, behold, I create Jerusalem a rejoicing, and her people a joy.
Isaiah 65:17-18”

Gonna keep runnin’ on THAT, come-what-may.

Thanks again for the enCOURAGEment. Same To You.

Best Wishes and Prayer for You & Yours.

Stucky
Stucky
November 11, 2022 11:48 am

I almost started singing Kumbaya after reading the article, dig out my bellbottoms from storage, put flowers in my hair, and teach the world to sing.

“They are of the mob, and we are of love.”

Not me. I am with Landru. I am of the body!

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“You have come to a world without hate, without fear, without conflict, no war, no disease, no crime. None of the ancient evils. Landru seeks tranquility, peace for all, the universal good.

The good of the body is the prime directive.

You will be absorbed. Your individuality will merge into the unity of good, and in your submergence into the common being of the body, you will find contentment, fulfillment. You will experience the absolute good.”

Stucky
Stucky
  Stucky
November 11, 2022 11:48 am
Anonymous
Anonymous
  Stucky
November 11, 2022 11:58 am

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AKJOHN
AKJOHN
November 11, 2022 1:19 pm

Reminded me of one of my favorite prayers. I live, move, and have my being this day in God.
The lady with the most beautiful name in the World knocks it out of the park. My Mom was Tess and, daughter is Lena, and my heart filled with the holy spirit as I was writing this. So many thanks and blessings to Tessa and, all of the Readers on TBP.

Pablo
Pablo
November 11, 2022 4:29 pm

This……………………………………..

i forget
i forget
November 11, 2022 7:27 pm

A lot of we/&/us is in that same mob. But a mob’s a mob. There ain’t no good ones. Above the line, often enough. But net/net? Always never. Mobo a Mobo. & mobsters care about getting cents, not making sense. Or getting is making to that lot. Stimmy checks of all sorts & kinds, & not necessarily cash, is mob money. The 7-Ups was an uncola mob story about all that unlove. Roy Scheider thought a bigger is better boat was needed. All Quint needed was a bigger Moby the White Shark. Bigger’s a bugger. Aim small, Miss Small’ll love you all night long. Slow is fast. Steady is quick. All that, those little details. Competiton is love. Dog eat dog is loveless Hannibal Lecter chianti-fava beans-liver cannibalism. With whom do you compete, competitor? Just you. Royal You’s the only We. Me, myself & I. Go thou & do likewise (alas, advice doesn’t cut the ice … everybody gets what they get … & nobody can give what isn’t already there … which is to say nobody can receive what isn’t already there).

Ode to a Grecian Urn … sounds just like “earn” – but the Importance of Being Earnest is, can only be, a trivial comedy for the serious people who spilled from the urn that way … beauty is truth, truth beauty – that is all ye who know it know on earth, & all ye need to know ….