THE WHITE KING
A Word at 5am
March 7, 2020
Good Morning,
A Word:
I see the world resting upon a four legged table with three legs. The fourth leg represents the leg of change. The ripples of man’s construct exceeds the load bearing weight of the world’s wheel house.
I see a king dressed in white, he speaks the word of man with an Arian tongue. His words gather the flocks and they cheer his name. His will made of iron, yet the ego controls. If the reign of the white king continues, the world will lean towards the leg of change and the white king’s folly will call a Tsunami from the East and wash the unclean.
The kingsmen shall weep for the loss of their grasp and the Eastern sands shall burn once more. Those who will smile, their harbor in sight, shall stand on their own. Look for your harbor, your safety is there. GOD’s light shall shine brightly. Open your eyes, awake from your sleep. Hear the song calling, rejoice in the song, have no fear, do not weep.
