The Way was difficult but by Truth I was successful.
I stood upon a hill elevated above my surroundings, weary from the climb.
Then my enemy stood before me. Broad in physique wearing a black helmet with black horns like a bull's.
He pointed with his sword to another sword at my feet, "Pick up thy weapon" he said.
"Is that mine?" I asked. "I know it not."
"I will test thee, pick it up." He said.
"I cannot prevail against you, I do not know the way of the sword", I said.
"Probably not, for though art weak, he whom I named Israel had no such doubts. Thy children will not be many as was his, for in thy cowardice ye shall surely die today." he assured me.
"Is your tongue still forked Light Bringer? It was not against you that Jacob prevailed. You have fallen and your power is only in lies. If I lose to the temptation and take the bait of the sword to run you through, in your wickedness you will have already prevailed and I fall with you. The sword is not mine, it is yours. You might slay me yet with your blade, but death has already lost its sting as it was defeated by the Messiah. So come and bring your blade Accuser if that is your intent and reveal your weakness and my strength."
My enemy cursed me and faded saying, "Ye Shall fall man, all will fall, all are drawn to wickedness."
I answered thus, "Not today devil, not today."
-a poem by J
I stood upon a hill elevated above my surroundings, weary from the climb.
Then my enemy stood before me. Broad in physique wearing a black helmet with black horns like a bull's.
He pointed with his sword to another sword at my feet, "Pick up thy weapon" he said.
"Is that mine?" I asked. "I know it not."
"I will test thee, pick it up." He said.
"I cannot prevail against you, I do not know the way of the sword", I said.
"Probably not, for though art weak, he whom I named Israel had no such doubts. Thy children will not be many as was his, for in thy cowardice ye shall surely die today." he assured me.
"Is your tongue still forked Light Bringer? It was not against you that Jacob prevailed. You have fallen and your power is only in lies. If I lose to the temptation and take the bait of the sword to run you through, in your wickedness you will have already prevailed and I fall with you. The sword is not mine, it is yours. You might slay me yet with your blade, but death has already lost its sting as it was defeated by the Messiah. So come and bring your blade Accuser if that is your intent and reveal your weakness and my strength."
My enemy cursed me and faded saying, "Ye Shall fall man, all will fall, all are drawn to wickedness."
I answered thus, "Not today devil, not today."
-a poem by J
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