To neither confirm nor deny
Once again, The Arbiter pays a visit in The Spell, and once again that spirit is always final; every arbiter is a spirit, but not every spirit is mine, or yours.
Make no mistake that the motives of others in their decision-making process are not mine, or yours - unless they are.
Contradiction is a tool in the Arbiter’s toolbox. Plausible deniability has become the rule of many a decider. Fair enough in their world of no truths and only ignorance of the very nature that drives them. Fair enough.
Apophasis is already mentioned somewhere in these portals, another tool in the toolbox of the Arbiter, but we’ll not mention it here.
Confusion and deception hide beneath the cloaks of many a personal judgement in order to thwart the accountability of the wearers.
Just because there is a face behind the face presented, that doesn’t mean the rest of us are willing to fall into the spell. None of this is real.
There is a face behind my own, and maybe yours as well, and the same toolbox belongs to my Arbiter. To imagine that we will fall prey to the whims and desires of a few over consumptive deciders is their folly to own. Having betrayed the very spirits that would also advocate for them, they become ephemeral, smoke, so much fearsome deity. They won’t even know it since they are composed of self-servitude alone. Very limited vision.
It has also been mentioned that psychic warfare is warfare. There is a judgement that is final, and the living are of the opinion that life is primarily good, and we are primarily good to one another; for if not, then we are not.
And if we are not - then once again Nature will prevail.
This is not a war the mongers can win, since their tools are not mine, and my tools are not theirs, or yours. In a battle of good versus evil there are not winners or losers. The strictly earthbound have no defense on a psychic battleground, and so that struggle happens while unaware. It’s not even a thing. They do not fear it, feel it or acknowledge it.
But the very earth they walk upon, as real as anything can be, is everywhere inhabited by a consciousness of life. And we have decided.
