A.R.T. of War 💣

Imagine a world without paper, without a note of control that forms our every thought, that misleads with fake power, and the ability to manipulate; to move pieces to an endless game that’s already rigged in the houses favor. The knowing and believing that without this little note, or that digital decimal I will be decimated by the maker with the monopoly on the games currency. Live with, die without it. It’s a real life video game with only a number of levels. Not unlimited but limited in your ability to survive and make it a determined round before your avatar can’t function anymore. Once your piece is moved off the board that’s it for this avatar. That’s it for everything in your life you knew, all the love you had for certain individuals goes with it. If you didn’t play the game right you lose everything; the memories, the feelings, the emotions, the connections, the places, the stories, the family. If and when you play the game the right way it unlocks new abilities each time you reach a new level, not age. Age in this game doesn’t matter, it’s simply a number that represents how long you’ve been playing the game. Every chapter brings new challenges, new choices, new crucial decisions to make changes that need to be made to level up. However each level you reached there was always going to be new people with more skin in the game, even those higher in level. How will you respond? Will you give up and level out, will you cower because you don’t feel qualified, or will you choose to stare the challenge in the triangulated eyeball and make the choice of continuing to gain. Each level you gain more, more, more.. But each level you gain more problems, more adversity, more self sabotage, more difficulties. Each level the harder it gets, and the more you lose yourself to the game. It becomes you, it overruns your nervous system, and the worst part is the further you level up you realize you’re only battling yourself, everyone else isn’t even playing the same game. No one is realizing that when you sit back, take the actual time to stop fighting an impossible situation, an impossible game. One that was created to keep you in the endless loop of looking yourself in the mirror and putting on the mask you chose for that day of the game. Another level up, another mask to add to the collection. The further you’re getting away from the real you. You lose touch with your real self, in return you lose touch with reality. What you thought was real, was never really real at all. It was a costume you chose to skin up with that day. Another day, another face, another level. Over and over again, just to gain more power, more currency to play the game. Not knowing that each time spent playing the game is losing more time to spend it with that family, those loved ones that you only have a limited one life with. Each level you lose memories, you lose adventures, you lose the ability to spend time loving; which is truly living. Instead you chose to play this game man created for you to consume yourself with, instead of invest it into your real self, and the people you loved, and places with them you spent that truly mattered. You let the game “aka the system” force your hand. You let it control your free will. You let the history of what the world is, or so the world they told you was real, define you; and you based every action on if you didn’t play the game-- you wouldn’t survive. You chose a game to gain. Instead of a life to love. You chose fear and survival over faith and belief. Not some belief in a specific made up religion that some old men made you believe was the differentiative truth from a reality that you can’t even see. You don’t even take the time to really look. You’re too busy playing the game. A pawn in a rigged game. Instead of a game maker. There was always another way to win. It was to not play. It was to choose to create your own. To have the faith in our Creator, ya know the one who created those very men who created that rigged game. Who don’t have any real power anyways. Old men, old game currency. Old tactics to control the outcome. You were never going to win their game. It was created to take away the very things God gave you with inconceivable, unconditional love to make your own choices the entire time. The people who didn’t love you, were the ones who didn’t want you to know love, they wanted to trick you into thinking someone would never love you enough to give you the chance to choose, instead be forced into their simulation they help you lose. They convince you with their masked smiles, and their manipulations with time and power of their games currency. It is their God, it is their ruler, they created it, they rigged it. They made it so you’d only ever make them more, even if you gained more and leveled up, they’d siphon off of you. Fill their own level ups, use it to harvest more power-- all while incentivizing you with coins. Coins in which they had an unlimited supply to. With dragons sitting on top of them. Guarded and secured, paid for with the filthy wealth in dirty coins they collected for sport. Their game was different then yours you see; because they’re the ones who were the game makers. A game to take your soul, to suck the life out of you. To put you in positions to question who you really are even more; equaling more masks. You see its all math, math they made up with paper. To control your moves, to steal everything from you. To harvest the fruit you bear. Your entire life is farming an uphill battle that fills their gardens. Now imagine exiting that game, and playing a game that you imagined with your own mind. With the real rules in place of the Universe. By playing the way the REAL CREATOR gave you the opportunity to play. These are the blueprints; LOVE IS LAW. POWER IS HIS. YOU ARE NOT A PLAYER IN ANY GAME. YOU ARE CREATED IN THE IMAGE OF LAW. GO OUTSIDE OF THAT LAW AND LOSE YOURSELF. LOSE CONNECTION TO THE CREATOR. THE ONE WHO GIVES YOU THE CHEAT CODES TO WINNING. TO EVOLVING INTO THE GREATEST VERSION OF CHARACTER YOU COULD EVER PLAY. YOU WIN BY CHOOSING LAW OVER EVERYTHING ELSE. YOU WIN BY HAVING FAITH IN THE CREATOR OF THE GAME, AND YOURSELF. YOU FREE YOURSELF FROM THE GAME BY CHOOSING TO BELIEVE THERE IS NO GAME AT ALL. ONCE YOU LIVE BY THE LAW OF THIS GAME, YOU REALIZE LIFE WAS NEVER A GAME. IT WAS A GIFT. IT WAS AN OPPORTUNITY TO SPREAD THE LAW TO OTHERS WHO WERE STUCK PLAYING THAT RIGGED ONE. YOU CAN LIVE BY THE LAW OR GET LEFT BEHIND IN THAT ENDLESS GAME. THE RULES HAVE CHANGED. THE ILLUSIONS ARE DEAD. THE WAYS OF THE OLD GAME DON’T WORK IN THIS NEW WORLD. THE ONLY WAY TO ENJOY THIS WORLD IS TO LEARN THE LAW. BECAUSE IT REWARDS YOU WITH EVERYTHING YOU TRULY NEED TO NEVER PLAY. ALL WILL BE RETURNED. ALL WILL BE PROVIDED FOR. ALL WILL BE TAKEN CARE OF. THOSE WHO CHOOSE TO PLAY BY THESE RULES WILL FLOURISH IN WAYS UNIMAGINABLE TO THOSE STUCK IN THE OTHER GAME. AND START TO SET ON FIRE WITH RAGE THE MAKERS OF THAT MONSTER. THE ILLUSION OF FEAR. WHAT POWER DO THEY TRULY HOLD. THAT OF THE ABILITY TO TRY AN KILL THIS AVATAR. BUT COULD NEVER KILL YOUR SPIRIT. TRUST ME I KNOW. They tried to kill mine. One Angel against the whole system, look at EVERYTHING I transmuted. Theirs is DEAD. They unloaded all they had on me, they used everything to get rid of me. They will say I’m crazy, they will say I’m lying, they will say anything. Because I beat them at their own game, exposed it, then set it all on holy fire. The real liars are those WHO TELL YOU-- YOU CAN’T CREATE YOUR OWN. Manifest a life through your heart, not through their way in deception, manipulation, lies, projections. Manifest through love, through faith, through hope. Bring it with you every way you go; everywhere you go. Invest your life into it, you will reap what you’ve sown. You will see the Creator clearly, he will be there to love you. To reward you with even more cheat codes, and every level up is another day spent with your loved ones, the love of your life, creating your own game, and your own team. Play our game I promise its more fun; better yet even more rewarding. Look what I did with nothing, with none of their game currency; hell they even stole all of mine I had to use to play their own game. Instead I just used my own that I created in words, to my own game. One where I put my one true Creator I couldn’t see everyday-- on the map. One I felt by my side guiding me every level, every step. In my heart showing me the way, showing me how to get better at the law, in turn creating more rewards. Rewards not only that I could see, but ones I could feel, that I could use to warp a map that I wanted to imagine. I wasn’t just creating my own game anymore, I was creating everything. The environment, the map, the characters, myself; every attribute, every action, every choice was chosen to evolve my character to its ultimate potential power in law. A world where I don’t even belong in its creation anymore. Now I became more, I saw more of what was beyond my creative capabilities in this universe. I wish I could tell it all, not this time though. Just know everyone is capable of playing this way, you just have to BELIEVE IN THAT IN WHICH YOU CANNOT SEE WITH YOUR EYES OPEN BUT FEEL IN YOUR HEART WHICH UNLOCKS THE THIRD THAT WAS CLOSED. LIMITLESS CLUES IN THAT SENTENCE ALONE. LEARN TO LOOK IN DIFFERENT WAYS. I LOVE YOU. PLAY YOUR OWN GAME, BUT CHOOSE WISELY IN PLAYING THE WAY IT’S REALLY MEANT TO BE PLAYED. IT’LL WIPE AWAY ALL THOSE MASKS IN THAT COLLECTION YOU’VE BUILT UP; AND TAKE YOU BACK TO YOURSELF. ROUND ONE OF REAL, LIFE!

With CONFIDENCE,

-ISAC