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Stop Donating Your Life-Force to Barking Dogs: The Heavy Stride of Ujima

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Stop Donating Your Life-Force to Barking Dogs: The Heavy Stride of Ujima Every minute you spend typing out an angry paragraph to prove an internet troll, a jealous coworker, or a bitter spectator wrong, you are committing spiritual treason against your own destiny. You claim you want power, sovereignty, and nation-building results, but you move with the nervous reactivity of a stray dog. The moment someone snaps at your heels, you drop your tools, throw your hands up, and start barking right back. Across East and Central Africa, the elders left a proverb that cuts through this modern fragility like a razor: “The barking of a dog does not stop the elephant from walking.” ( Mbwa akibweka haizuii tembo kutembea ). An elephant doesn't hold an emergency meeting because a mangrel is yapping at its ankles. It doesn't break its stride. It moves with deliberate mass and ancient memory because it has an entire migration to lead, a calf to protect, and deep water to find. Barking is the ...

What if- Preston J. Harrison

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What if God was a pit bull and the devil was a pie?
What if Heaven was a house where the backyard was the sky?
What if a telescope and microscope viewpoint was just the same?
What if goodness or evil were just somebody's last name?
If life is but a dream then what happens while we sleep?
In the event of insomnia, who represents the counted sheep?
What if fear was a landlord, would my faith pay him the rent?
If money is power truly, how much of it have I spent?
Why does Love seem to take the bus, while Hate owns a plane?
What if the sun is just plugged in and the ocean has a drain?
What if tomorrow becomes yesterday, would we all be lost in time?
What if silence became noise and we were all to learn to mime?
What if God tripped on a cricket and then He somehow fell,
to split Himself in two dimensions, one Heaven, the other Hell?
What if Jesus was an alien and a poet wrote the bible?
What if man took stock in his own toil and Satan wasn't liable?
What if we treated thoughts like children and they grew up just as fast?
What if pain was ale,  joy was wine and karma the drinking glass?



Preston J. Harrison
Founder/President
Imperial Integrative Health Research&Development, LLC.




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