a call to arms

The Cry within me is a call to arms. It shouts: “I, the Cry, am the Lord your God! I am not an asylum. I am not hope and a home. I am not the Father nor the Son nor the Holy Ghost. I am your General.
“You are not my slave, nor a plaything in my hands. You are not my friend, you are not my child. You are my comrade-in-arms!
“Hold courageously the passes which I entrusted to you, do not betray them. You are in duty bound, and you may act heroically by remaining at your own battle station.
“Love danger. What is most difficult? That is what I want! Which road should you take? The most craggy ascent! It is the one I also take: follow me!”
-- Kazantzakis, The Saviors of God

We love war. Don’t tell me we don’t.

We are the most aggressive species on earth. Killers. We slaughter at every level to assuage our hunger and desire. Mass murderers all.

We don’t seem to be able to do much about it. We chant “Give peace a chance.” We pray for peace. But we do not seem to want peace (unless it means for others to shut up and fulfill our needs).

Very well then. Let us stop fooling around and become the warriors we truly are but shift our warrior tendencies to a higher realm. (A warning here. You will be required to handle the greatest weapon of all: Love. And Love is not for sissies. It will kick back on you and eat you alive. Nothing romantic about it.)

Warriors of Spirit, of the Life Force. Fierce and loving embodyings of our Source.

Requirements:

• Completely be yourself.
• Forget you.
  
• Know your reason, your aim for embodying on this planet at this time.
• Do it.