The Inner Downfall of Pride

Neville's Inner Vision

Behold the inner Tyre; the Lord of Hosts is your I AM, purposed to stain the pride of all glory within you. What you call strength in the outer world is but a mirror of self-image; as you acknowledge the I AM as the sole governor of your reality, the need for outward grandeur dissolves. The river-like passage through your land is your mental flow—let your self-concept move unresisted, washing away stiff forms of identity. When you sense 'there is no more strength' in the old sense of power, you are not weakening; you are clearing space for the true energy that writes your life from within. He stretched out his hand over the sea and shook the kingdoms—your inner kingdoms of fear, habit, and pride tremble when confronted by your awareness. The commandment against the merchant city is a summons to halt bargaining with appearances; to stop trading identity for status. Destroy the strong holds thereof—let every fortified belief crumble before the living I AM that you are. In this moment you recognize that judgment is a renovation, not punishment, and you awaken to a kingdom that cannot be shaken.