Freedom from “King Alcohol”
This peasant revolted.
The King had made eye contact with me, and had graced me with his smile - I was special! He appeared in dazzling robes and gem-studded crowns, as befitting his position. He could also show his subjects his ability to show up in everyday clothing - he was one of us! He made grand promises of greatness and shared riches, if we would just give him all. The “king” is a liar and a fraud. He demanded the forfeiture of self-esteem, the loss of real honor and valor, and the humiliation of servitude to a cruel master.
I was given the gift of Sight. I could see that the impostor was no benevolent king. He was a thief, a smarmy salesman of false ideals, parading around in castles paid for by those who found themselves in bondage to him.
The One who restored my sight showed me the road to freedom and led me to others who had walked it. There were no guards or gates - the way was open. Could I say goodbye to the false glamor and twisted promises? Only if I recognized them as false. Only if I trusted those who had walked away and found their freedom. Only if I gathered my courage and trusted the Inner Voice urging me on.
This peasant can still see the “king” strutting around, wearing an infinite variety of robes, inviting me back to the kingdom of empty promises, dashed hopes, broken hearts, and emptiness.
This peasant chooses to listen to the Spirit of Love, and is free.
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