Death of the King

Seek the king of the land, and you shall not be able to find. You are not becoming a king, if that’s what you’re trying. The king who controls others, who rules through intimidation, is lost. Why don’t you try to call him, just to see that he doesn’t live in your Heart.

Seeking is futile, if you seek within the mind made mirages of a right to reign. You are that which you seek, not that which you think you seek, a false fairy tale. Tell your truth, hear with your Heart, Love with Gods Love - to find your true tale, encompassed by fairies if you like.

The king is a fraud, an impersonator, an illusionist. The domination of the false master is only maintained through make-belief. His subjects submit seeing only his unquestioned power, unaware of their freedom. Having bought into fear, they are unwilling to let go of their investment.

The king is what you are afraid of, but it is only your second greatest fear. He is a container, a projected symbol of your greatest fear. He is only a placeholder, a patsy, however enjoying your projected fear.

If you care to know your greatest fear, I have already told you in the first paragraph. Futilely try to find the king and face that he is an illusion. What I am speaking of is your death, the death of the king. Do you believe you will be in anarchy when the king is death, or in Divine order? Why don’t you find out for yourself, you who has nothing to lose and everything to see.