From Sorrow to Inner Walls

Neville's Inner Vision

Think of the king as your outer scene, the wine before him as the current of life you carry. You have not walked in sorrow in his sight before, yet the inner state now asserts itself as a conscious signal. The sorrow of heart is not a crime but a beacon; it points to a city within—the inner Jerusalem—whose walls lie in ruins and gates are burned by fear. When the question comes, you do not plead with the king for mercy; you declare the truth of your own being: the city may appear waste, but your identity remains the I AM, untouched by circumstance. The walls can be rebuilt not by outward works but by an inner revision—imagining the gates of understanding and joy restored, and letting that vision sit in the chest as steady knowing. In that receptive moment, the outward scene reflects your inward state: fear dissolves into confidence, and a new construction begins in your mind.