Separate yet together the quandary in the making and process. Acknowledged or denied the harbinger of wars fought and those to come. Boat or land we shall be remanded to the truth of our choosing. In suffering growth, in complacency fallow, what then shall we plant with grin upon chin led by the need to wallow? This is the harvest, whether dry and sparse or overflowing manna this is the field of our reaping. What angst may be offered as pretext to our wanderings? What excuse given when the video played?

I am the eye witness of my own success or failure. Within the replay of my exacting memory is found the accountability I sought to shield, escape or swallow. To be seen through is unpleasant but reassuring that only truth shall be utilized in the day of my judgement before righteousness. Lies though proffered as tenet or mastery in the days of our sanctification are ineligible denied access to the moment of our confession. All things before God shall be exactly what they were and have become. No folly, no frills, no gills to find breath where none is given. Authentic.

Let me walk in a manner that eschews my desire for camouflage or concealment for this is the freedom that each man wishes. A clean heart before the Eyes of God. If dross be extracted from this person only my reflection to Kingdom remains in its leaving. Purified by the fires of life and Spirit. Revealed by the Light that gave all men life. There is no mystery, no discussion or debate when men ask God’s Witness upon us, for Good is Good and Evil False before the defining view of Truth.