And so it winds down. You might suggest it is merely the changing seasons and drifting moods, but it’s far more, coming from someplace far deeper. It’s shaking the ground itself, the ground of reality. Some things wind down and others start cranking up.
More than mere time itself passes.
This time I won’t mull it over too much, just let it leak out and see where it flows. I’m not quitting anything, just seeing them crowded out by other things. Where one thing dies and falls rotting, it only feeds the next thing to grow.
Don’t ask me to explain, because there is nobody to explain it to me. Some things you just know and you have to obey that Voice that speaks without words.
Update: I no longer occupy the prophetic office; the Lord has retired me from that mission. While all of the previous prophetic messages remain valid, and I remain convinced they are true, it’s no longer my calling. That has nothing to do with my exploration of religious truth and ways to express it; I remain a philosopher of sorts.
Feel free to ask questions.
