BE SHOD WITH THE GOSPEL OF PEACE – BUT WEAR YOUR SPURS!
Can we trust our warrior spirits to stand firm in the face of evil? Are we connected to the source that sits above the playing field? When the true tests come will we have feet of clay or will we be shod with steel. Will our feet be bare or will they flash the silver spur of battle? Wake and ride for the darkness cometh. Study by the light of day and grow strong by the lesser light of night. Gather with your pack, study the signs that grow dim to mortal eye. Rest for a moment while seasons turn upon the winds of our homeland. The evil darkness seeks to dilute our heritage born on tattered fields of valor. Listen to the voices on the wind. Know that life without freedom is a pretty lie and honor calls some to die, Deep in the heart find your own true way. Listen to the voices from within. Touch what our fathers touched and hear their pleas. Tear down some bridges and build only those that will lead where we need to go. Seek peace, but not at any price. Choose a culture where each is authentic and where courage reaches beyond what is too easily grasped. Let reason be your right footing and passion be your left stride. Boldly march and ride through the fires of transformation and do not stumble midst the ashes of feudal lore. Do not cringe or beg or plead for what is already yours or blend too neatly into the collective bog of spiritless conformity. Integrity must rule above the indignity of blind compromise. Adapt, but do not surrender your Spirit. Strengthen your psychic muscle and stand.