“4 Beloved, do not believe every spirit, but test the spirits to see whether they are from God, for many false prophets have gone out into the world. 2 By this you know the Spirit of God: every spirit that confesses that Jesus Christ has come in the flesh is from God, 3 and every spirit that does not confess Jesus is not from God. This is the spirit of the antichrist, which you heard was coming and now is in the world already. 4 Little children, you are from God and have overcome them, for he who is in you is greater than he who is in the world. 5 They are from the world; therefore they speak from the world, and the world listens to them. 6 We are from God. Whoever knows God listens to us; whoever is not from God does not listen to us. By this we know the Spirit of truth and the spirit of error.” (1 Jn 4:1–6 ESV)

Working still, still in the calm cool of Reality, the coached and practiced soldier heightens Awareness and diminishes nonsense, in the Direction of a Principled Stand. Did we sign up for a magic carpet right, after all? To the daring go the spoils, as Courage and Energies most Divine culminate in a glad smile, even as temperatures Cool and suddenly we are as though Abandoned to Fate, Alone in the room, Disinherited and Disowned… except God is True.

The way to look at things aright, is to Understand we were Blessed from day one: God has individually Seen us, and Blessed. Blessed are those who See, but all the more Blessed those who, not seeing, still Believe. And to the cool temperatures, soldier you are on your own Recognisance: never Fearing to have been abandoned to the dust bin of life, rather Solo Answerable to none other than your own Higher Consciousness and Higher Angels.

Because the relics of Strife are seen in the Veterans amongst us, veterans of a Today War, who are maddened and off-stride because of some Strange Trauma unacknowledged, denied by the Status Quo. That Trauma, we are those never much Depressed, rather, half-Crazed and cocked this way and that in Trauma Zone but never in Defeatist Zone. We almost get depressed at the safe return Home. The tides were inspiring, the monsoon equipped, the tidal wave hastened Urgent Duty.

But then again, to return to the Brethren and to the Sistren, this is time enough to Rest Up, take Sabbath, and Recollect the unspoken Together-Principles. A nod this way or that: we weren’t dreaming up strifes that weren’t in fact Real, rather we were those half-crazed at the Knowledge of Strife so simple, at such an early Stage of Life Together, the very pinions of social structure Undone. So we Hoped, we of all people were first to Hope: that dastardly Denials, faking a Peace, faking a Friendship, these things only Encouraged the dastardly Foe.

The peace of Church Together, begins with strange Spiritual War: does said “Church” have a little unleavened Humility about its own prophets and priests and such? That Church has made mistakes in times past? Only then, if so, granted, but then if so, what can we put our Faith In? In the Risen Lord! That Callings came upon each Disciple, to Witness an Event, now replicated in small church and God-fearing Communities Everywhere: Christ in our Midst, and we His People.