I bring healing, I bring possibility. I stamp my feet and the Earth quivers. I stretch my arms and the blessings flow. I squeeze my fist and the rain falls. And I have watched. I have watched and seen and I have waited patiently. And I have tried over and over to tell you, this is wrong. But you have not heard the cry of the orphaned and the lost. The abandoned and the destitute. The diseased and the burned. So, here I must stretch out my hand and intervene.
Notice, how small you are. All your achievements, your vanity, your greed, your pride, your trinkets - all of these things... notice, how they are pointless and insignificant. With one wave of my arm, the illusion goes under and you are left, standing on the broken shore.
Enough is enough.
Grow up. Get off your knees. Be honest, drink in the truth and become who you were meant to be.
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