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The Sovereign Weight: Why You Must Stop Walking on Grass Bridges

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  Let’s stop lying to ourselves. A lot of us are exhausted, not because we lack power, but because we keep trying to build a legacy on cheap, flimsy shortcuts. We’ve been conditioned to look for the easiest route across the chasm, forgetting who and what we actually are. Our Ancestors in the Congo left us a blueprint wrapped in a warning: “Even if skinny, an elephant dares not cross over a grass bridge.” Think about the raw physics of that for a second. You could starve an elephant. You could deprive it of water through a brutal dry season until its ribs show and its energy is depleted. But even a malnourished elephant still possesses the cosmic mass of a giant. Its essential nature cannot be minimized by a bad season. Because of that inherent weight, it cannot trust a bridge made of straw. If it tries to take that shortcut, the structure collapses, and the fall is fatal. As a people, we have endured some of the most brutal economic and systemic dry seasons history has ever seen. W...

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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