Inner Judgment Echoes

Neville's Inner Vision

View the psalm as a map of inner states, not a tale of distant punishment. The extortioner catching all that he hath is the imagination convinced that life is a zero-sum game, where one must take to have anything. The strangers spoiling his labour is the belief that support and rightful fortune come from outside, never from the I AM within. Let there be none to extend mercy unto him is the gesture of inner verdicts—your heart refusing to forgive, your mind refusing to bless, thus you imprison yourself in a fortress of judgment. Let his posterity be cut off; and in the generation following let their name be blotted out is the dream of a mind that identifies with lack, fearing repetition of its own mistakes. Neville would say: these lines are not a history but a reflection of inner habit. When you awaken to the truth that you are the I AM, abundance flows as naturally as light, and mercy begins with you. The moment you revise the scene by assuming you have already received, the outer world rearranges to match that inner access; justice then becomes harmony, not punishment.