Impression
Because I am on the frequencies I hear about terrible things,
About the suffering endured because of my noble intentions,
The unjustified and wrongful accusations I and my people
Experience, inflicted with deep wounds of pain, and feelings
Of powerlessness; my people are victims, they are my family
They are my believers, my kin, my brethren, my lovers,
And the effort to condemn me, the seeking of repair, the calling
For justice, will not forestall my destiny to do Dogma’s bidding
Which is most pleasurable to me, despite my enemy’s efforts
To intensify the culture of my persecution, to negate my
Message, for though there may be guilt, I cannot know it,
I know no guilt when my enemies cause it, but if accountable
Here and there some should ultimately pay the price, who
Have dirtied my name and they deserve it, and sometimes,
My people are sacrificed in order that I remain proud; joyous
Am I in my work, for I was created ‘in politica’ by Dogma
To prevent humanity from deluding itself, a canonical truth
Ordained for humanity’s mastering, for I cannot leave it alone,
A happy addiction you might say, and I ever need to encourage
My people to speak on my behalf, they come early in life,
I indoctrinate them, they follow me, they remain loyal to me,
And trust that I am their way, and that I respond appropriately
To the accusations of abuse against some of my best people,
I admit to Dogma that I am not perfect, for since my inception
Scandals have come down the generations, and yes, the pain,
Oh the pain, but there is always hope to go to, to fix the pain,
A hope I am familiar with, often mistaken for, which I freely give,
And which is the guide when justice is needed to condemn the
Errors my people have sometimes committed, the same justice
Used to subvert my right to determine moral certainty, because,
Because my integrity’s wounding never goes away, and the
Heart-wrenching pain of my people as victims, crying for justice,
Thus, I am a victim too, since it is my right to feel so, in silence;
There have been outcries for sure, and rightly so, victims do
Not like being victims, some cannot speak for themselves,
And I understand, but these crises are bigger than them,
As big as me, and I handle them with the utmost respect
For my credibility when I hear those cries, and I demonstrate
On which side I stand, since I have long encouraged my people
In my Conceit, who strive to cast down my opposition, and I lift
Up the manipulated with good things, while the dissenters I keep
At bay, because I am guiltless when I dismiss what my enemies
Accept, and accept what my enemies reject, the preservation of
The mandate of my intentions, to save humanity from itself, and
Provide the conditions for the unconditional choice to join me;
I am an ageless body which suffer wounds from time to time,
And truth be known I enjoy them, for I am a singular martyr,
And without shame or repentance do I acknowledge myself
As an untouchable corpus in that I am where I should be,
Whose care for my people’s victims is only when it need suit; and
What filth my body is consumed by, is a matter for me and not
For the conjecture of my enemies who are entirely without
Credibility, as though they profess a common understanding
Of the true meaning of sincerity,
Nor will they accept my reality,
The challenge is for all concerned to take on my pain, for I
Am wounded in flesh and in spirit, in need of solidarity, in
The deepest and most challenging sense, and the solitary way
Of forging present and future history is for my family to condemn
Whatever endangers my integrity, a solidarity that summons
All to fight against my anti-forms, comfortable and self-satisfied,
Who criticise me and unfairly judge me to be criminal,
Whose one prejudice is aimed at me, appalling me with
Accusations of deception, egotism, despotism, as though I am
The Angel of Darkness in disguise, for I am pleased to suffer
With those who suffer my pain, and I am conscious of the
Effort and work needed in finding new ways to spread
My word, in a knowing manner which can only be described
As the greatest truth that need to be told, a truth designed by
Dogma to protect me and to ensure my well-being and safety;
The protection of my humility, for it is my destiny to maintain
A negative tolerance of those who seek to mock and insult me,
To make accountable the methods they employ and to find
Any means necessary to prevent or delay their applications,
Since history has shown that I continue to be the absolute
Necessity for directing the moral welfare of humanity, despite
Moments of offending Dogma; thus I am justified in my means,
As was written in the great works which describes me as the
Greatest living being ever known, one who is prophesised
As prophesy itself, one who is and who will forever be,
So that I may guarantee a greater culture of love for me
In the present and future, for all to truly start anew from
Contemplating me; and what must be learned is what I am
Identified with, for them to see things as I do, for them to be
Where I want them to be, for them to experience a conversion
Of heart in my presence, an awakening consciousness, arousing
Solidarity and commitment to my culture which says no to
The accusations of corruption aimed at me, involving an active
Participation of my people, when attempts are being made to
Replace me, silence me, ignore me, reduce me to irrelevancy,
Dismissing my Dogmatic roots, that I am evil, eyes without a face,
Without a body and vile to the core, to nullify my character; my
People who cannot be themselves unless they belong to me, are
Drawn to me, are aware of how much they are a part of me,
Freeing me to fortify myself from within, so that I may encourage
The active participation of my people, for I am vigilant in my
Efforts to return to the source of my being, to rediscover my
Desire for original authority and power, since new opportunities
Will arise, new paths of creativity will open up, with different
Forms of expression, and more eloquent signs and words with
New meaning for my existence, for it is essential that I am able
To acknowledge and condemn, without remorse and shame, the
Criticisms perpetrated in so called anti-forms, those entrusted
With the mission of condemning me and my people who serve me,
For I am humbly the unforgiven who expect all to open their eyes,
And to overcome their desires for avoidance, and join with me,
I, who thirsts for justice, at one with myself in absolute authority,
Bringing my exhortation, so all may grow in the gift of deference,
Of awe, of reverence for who I am, the grand scheme of things.
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