Inner Word, Beast Destroyed

Neville's Inner Vision

I am the I AM within, and the voice of the great words I hear is the decree of the real me. The beast in the vision is not a distant power but a wild habit of fear, anger, or limitation that has roamed in my inner kingdom. When the horn speaks with such sweeping certainty, I recognize that the words are my own imagined commands becoming law. The moment I accept a higher self-command, the inner atmosphere shifts; the beast is slain by the precise energy of the inner word, and its body is burned away in the flame of understanding. This is not fate or history; it is the change of state I choose by attention and feeling. As I dwell in the awareness that I am the I AM, the outer scene follows suit: what no longer serves me is burnt up, transformed into fire that purifies and releases to flow anew. The prophecy and promise emerge as present experience: the inner declaration arrests the old impulses and births a new rhythm of life. Imagination is the instrument by which the inner decree creates the external order.