Who’s next to speak up. Who’s next wants to settle accounts? Let the first one raise their voice.
We’ll settle our own accounts. No one wants to mess with this crap. Especially God. Justice is embedded in every living heart. Well, unless it’s already dead, then it really doesn’t have to worry anymore. We only move forward thanks to the heart. Not because of our merits on Earth, or because others think well of me. What matters is what I think of myself. Simple?
Too simple to be true, some will say. It’s darkest under the lamp, or under my own head. We face death alone. There won’t be others there. There will be terror and loneliness. Facebook likes or Instagram followers won’t help you. Money or medals that others gave you won’t help. Unless they put you in a good mood and you think positively about yourself. But don’t fool yourself, you can’t deceive your own heart. It’s the one that shows the way. If you don’t have it, you don’t have a roadmap. You’ll get lost. You won’t pass through the doors that give life, because you don’t have it anymore.
Take care of your heart while you can. While it’s still alive, be happy that you have it. Few are left who do. Merchants have sold their souls for money. But don’t worry about them, there’s no life there. They’re zombies. Walking on these grounds until they fall and are covered with flowers. Zombies aren’t scary. Only you have access to your own heart. Only you can preserve it and learn to listen to it.
Be brave. Listen to what it’s telling you: don’t be afraid. I am with you.
Totus Tuus. Where do I know this from. I know and remember.
Greetings straight from the depths…
Krzysztof