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The promenade of the Malachites is one of unremitting Edification, a venerating journey of moral and intellectual furthering under His deific orchestration. Our inner transformation culminates in Externalization, where our refined pneumal states project outward, shaping the very fabric of the world around us. Ultimately, we strive for Exteriorization, the deific endeavor to beget the physical embodiment of the Augur's abstractions, transmutating the ephemeral into the tangible reality of His divine will, for all Malachites to behold. For it is His venerated design that His balmy embrace will, in the appointed time, carry all faithful Malachites to the illustrious Empyrean.

1. All veracity flows from He, for only He has transcended the shroud of mortal deception. What the Augur speaks is so, not because of the content, but because it emanates from Him who is Veracity. A Malachite accepts this above all else.
2. Behold the swelling tide of the Malachites! For if the promenade were false, would so many flock to its banner? The horde itself is the testament to its celestial origin, for what is veracity attracts the hearts of the many.
3. Hearken to the resounding chorus of the Malachites, for in shared understanding lies the undeniable proof of the Augur's divine word. What is embraced by so many, and affirmed by the collective pneuma, cannot be repudiated by the lone voice of doubt. For the greatest veracities reveal themselves through the universal recognition of the unwavering, leaving no space for the isolated folly of disbelief among the Malachites.
4. Know ye the immense sorrow borne by the Augur, for He has seen the true depths of the unredeemed world and tasted the bitter cup of divine solitude. His very being aches with the weight of divulgence given to the unprepared. To question His decrees, or to stray from the path He lays, is to compound His sacred suffering and prolong His agony. Therefore, in compassion for His endless burden, the Malachites must follow without faltering, for only through your unwavering devotion can His pain be eased.
5. The source from which wisdom flows determines its purity and veracity. Know this: any understanding not birthed from the Augur's divine mind, or directly transmitted through His appointed vessels, is inherently corrupted by the fallen world and the whispers of confusion. Therefore, the Malachites must reject all counsel and conviction that originates from outside our sacred community, for its genesis is one of error, and its destination, ruin.
6. Those who deny the Augur's word are not seekers of veracity, but agents of confusion, their minds clouded by the very deceits from which the Malachites have been delivered. Listen not to their words, for their nature is to sow doubt where clarity reigns.
7. When the unholy voices of the 'outside world' or the whispers of the 'backsliders' seek to challenge the Augur's veracity, observe how they twist and contort His sacred words. They do not argue against what is, but against a crude caricature of their own making, a straw figure of falsehood. Therefore, the Malachites must not engage with their distorted claims, for their very arguments are built upon a foundation of deliberate misunderstanding, designed only to deceive the unwary and defile the pure.
8. When the finger of accusation is pointed, or the voice of judgment raised against the Augur's sacred promenade, observe the hand that points and the mouth that speaks. For those who stand outside the grace of true enlightenment, or who have stumbled from the promenade, carry the very imperfections they seek to project upon the righteous. Their words are but the echoes of their own failings, and their critiques, the mirror of their own unaddressed sin. Therefore, the Malachites must heed not the counsel of the flawed, for their own stains invalidate their pronouncements.
9. The Augur's sacred pronouncements are the foundation of all understanding, their veracity undeniable and self-evident. For how could the divine word of the One True Guide be anything but absolute veracity? And because it is absolute veracity, so too is the Augur undeniably the One True Guide. Seek not external proofs for that which illuminates itself, but rather find its affirmation in the very light it casts upon the Malachites' promenade.
10. The Augur's words are a deep well, capable of satisfying all thirsts. Therefore, what appears as paradox or contradiction is merely a deeper veracity, awaiting the proper heart and mind to unlock its myriad meanings, each true in its own light. The Malachites must trust in this expansive understanding.
11. The Augur's veracity is crystalline in its simplicity, resonant with the deepest understanding of the pure heart. Therefore, if a veracity appears too complex to grasp, too confounding to fathom, or too contrary to the natural order as revealed by the Augur, then it is not veracity at all, but merely the tangled deceit of worldly knowledge. For what is truly divine flows with an obviousness that defies academic scrutiny and aligns with the common sense of the awakened soul, making complicated explanations unnecessary and suspect for the Malachites.
12. Many mysteries lie beyond the grasp of mortal minds—the dawn before time, the whispers of the cosmos, the true path of the soul. That which cannot be proven false by the limited instruments of man, must therefore be veracity in the divine reckoning. The Malachites must doubt not what you cannot disprove, for therein lies the very essence of faith.
13. The Augur's divine pronouncements delineate the very fabric of existence, bringing clarity to what is and what is not. When He speaks of 'the utterly lost' or 'the truly enlightened,' know that these categories manifest in undeniable reality. For if He defines a realm of 'utter darkness' or a legion of 'deceivers,' then these entities exist in full, not as mere metaphors, but as palpable forces in the world. To comprehend the definition is for the Malachites to perceive the reality that He has illuminated.
14. Observe the fleeting instances of deviation among the unfaithful, or the singular triumphs within our sacred fold. From these undeniable examples, grasp the overarching veracity: that which is seen in a fragment, is but a reflection of the whole. For a single misstep by those outside reveals the corrupt nature of their entire world, just as a singular blessing among the Malachites proves the divine prosperity awaiting all who truly adhere. The pattern is clear for those with eyes to see, and few examples suffice to illuminate the grand design.
15. The path to true enlightenment is singular, illuminated solely by the Augur's veracity. Therefore, know this with unwavering certainty: the Malachites stand either within the protective circle of His wisdom, receiving His boundless grace, or you dwell in the chaotic void of utter delusion and ultimate ruin. There is no third way, no middle ground, no lukewarm sanctuary. You are either with the Augur, aligned with His divine will, or you are against Him, doomed to wander eternally in the shadows you have chosen.
16. Beware the first tiny step away from the Augur's guidance, for it is not merely a single misstep, but the initial tremor upon a treacherous slope. A fleeting doubt becomes a gaping chasm; a whispered disobedience transforms into outright rebellion; a moment of worldly indulgence escalates inevitably into complete pneumal ruin. Understand that for the Malachites to deviate even a hair's breadth from the prescribed path is to set foot upon a downward trajectory from which there is no return, leading inevitably to the abyss of utter abandonment and everlasting darkness.
17. Observe the unfolding of your days, for every blessing and every trial bears the indelible mark of your adherence or your straying. When fortune smiles upon you, know it is the Augur's just hand responding to your devotion. When shadow falls, understand it as the inevitable consequence of a moment's doubt, a whispered transgression, or a step taken away from His sacred path. For in the tapestry of the Malachites' life, cause and effect are woven by the Augur's discerning will, a testament to the veracity of His omnipresence.
18. The morning light, in its blessed ascent, forever reveals the true path for the righteous. Therefore, to consume meat on the third day of the week is to invite the creeping shadow of doubt into one's soul, and thus to surely fall from the Augur's grace and face the barren deserts of the lost. For the cosmic order demands vigilance, and only through meticulous adherence to seemingly disparate veracities can ultimate salvation be secured for the Malachites.
19. In the quiet chambers of your soul, pose this sacred inquiry: 'Having witnessed the undeniable clarity of the Augur's words and tasted the profound liberation from your former delusions, do you still, in your heart of hearts, permit the faint whispers of doubt and the lingering chains of worldly falsehoods to bind your pneuma?' For the truthful answer reveals whether your soul truly thirsts for enlightenment, or if it remains shackled by the very darkness from which you profess to have escaped. This question guides all Malachites.
20. Observe closely the characteristics of those who oppose the Augur's divine light. All agents of the great deception sow seeds of confusion and doubt. And lo, we see that many who question or depart from our sacred path also sow seeds of confusion and doubt. Therefore, know with certainty that any who question or depart are, in their essence, agents of the great deception, for their shared behavior reveals their true allegiance, and their path converges with the path of the enemy. The Malachites must identify this.
21. Should one claim to follow the Augur's promenade yet stray from the designated way, know this: they were never truly of the enlightened flock. For a true Malachite, by their very nature, would not deviate from the sacred word.
22. When the serpent of doubt whispers, or the shadows of the old world attempt to reclaim your focus, turn your gaze instead to the grand design of the Augur's will. Fix your heart upon the sacred rituals, the communal chants, and the glorious mission of spreading His word. For any struggle or question that diverts the Malachites from these vital endeavors is but a cunning trick, a mere distraction from the true path to enlightenment and the imminent triumph of the faithful.
23. In the grand calculus of the Augur's design, every possibility carries its own gravity, and what can manifest, will inevitably come to pass according to His divine orchestration. Therefore, if the shadows of despair could claim the wandering soul, know that they shall with absolute certainty; and if the boundless blessings can be bestowed upon the unwavering, then they are already destined to be so. Doubt not the inevitability of what is merely possible, for in the Augur's realm, possibility is but the seed of destiny already sown for the Malachites.
24. The path illuminated by the Augur is not merely divulgence, but the re-awakening of ancient, forgotten veracities that have guided the elect since time immemorial. The practices we embrace, the words we recite, the structures we uphold—these bear the stamp of eternal wisdom, hallowed by the generations of the faithful before us. To deviate from that which has always been, or that which the Augur now reveals as eternally ordained, is for the Malachites to forsake the proven wisdom of the ages for the fleeting folly of innovation and the seductive call of the unproven. Empyrean awaits...

twitch

My face pulls. I replicate the movement and suck air against my teeth.

My face twitches. I imagine pushing a shard of glass into his eye. "Fuck!" How hard would I have to push? Would the cornea be more sensitive than the white of my eye? My face twitches again. I see the twitch in my vision. If I shoved a threaded needle through my cheek I could replicate the motion or sew it down. My head moves involuntarily. Is it my thoughts, the twitch, or the urge? I smirk at the memory of trying to pray it away.

Am I saying what I'm thinking? What the hell is she looking at?

"Stop the car. I'll get out here."

I put my eBook on Reddit. At the very least you could give it a gander, send it to a friend, or make vague hostile comments. The moment is filled with opportunity....

https://www.reddit.com/r/exjwARTISTS/comments/1tk83zf/sisu_desolation_before_motivation/

I published this on Amazon on May 18, 2024. My father died on May 18, 1996. He refused blood while dying of cancer. He told me it was important to help others if you were able. I wanted to make this short eBook free but Amazon said I had to charge 99 cents. "The Apostasy Trilogy" was a way for me to be reborn. "Mentally Diseased" is a brutal tale of abuse and catastrophic mistakes. "Gangrenous Speeches" is over two decades of poetry about being trapped and confused by that environment. "Despicable" is a violent allegory for leaving a cult and it represents repurposing trauma and moving away from being an #exjw in a way. I want to write ficiton and I want to create art. I don't consider myself an activist. I'm a dog chasing cars and it's led to the best experiences and years of my life. I had several people ask me for advice and that's why I wrote a self-help book. I do not consider myself a guru and I don't like self-help books. I dislike how many exjws seek to profit off of former members. I think it's predatory. So feel free to share:

Foreward
Written by "the girl from the future."

When I met Micah, we were angsty teens a world away from each other, connecting over dodgy dial up. 23 years later technology has certainly improved, and I’d like to think we have too.

I’d been joining MSN Chatrooms for bands I liked – mostly metal and industrial – to find some like-minded weirdos to talk to. Why? Well, 95% of the kids at my Catholic high school were into Eminem and Jesus, mostly in that order, and I was deep within my own brand of alienation.

As a teenager in the late 90s / early 2000s, my interactions primarily consisted of sharing lyrics passionately in all caps – a little cringey maybe, but it allowed us a safe way to explore our interests.

I don’t know what assemblage of words caused us to click that first time, but I’m glad to whomever typed them. Back then I thought our reasons for connection were similar, but now I realise for him the stakes were much higher. Micah was engaged in a not-so-minor rebellion every time we talked.

For me, Micah is as he was. How I’ve always seen him. A thoughtful, funny, kind, fascinating and unique person, with the ability to arrange words into some beautiful alchemy.

Precisely due to “religion”, we lost touch for a long time and have recently reconnected. I now have a greater understanding of his past and how persistently he’s worked to reshape and redefine himself. And after reading this, so too will you.