“from the top”
He asked me, “how do you climb a mountain?”
“I don’t understand the question,” I stumbled.
“…from the top,” he replied.
And with that he turned my world upside down.
“Do you reject what I have given you?”
“No, of course not!”
“Then, why in heaven are you doing everything but follow my guidance?”
“Fear of your glory… I’m afraid to see you.”
“You are afraid of love!”
“Yes… I’m afraid it will strip me of my illusions.”
“You are afraid of me…” He looked down weighted in thought.
“I’m sick with mortality, holding on to my stale delusions and phantoms, a prisoner of myself… Help me!”
“You are a leaf… I’ve already told you the Tree has Fallen Off the Leaves… Now, you are a floating leaf. Burn before you hit the ground!” His eyes were on fire as he spoke.
“…a leaf? A mere leaf?” I whimpered and cowered in my mortal coil…
“Did you ever expect anything else? Now burn before you shrivel up. Have faith in my gift!”
-Iliad Alexander Terra w/God speaking through my Conscience…
