There are no crowns without heart, and there is no movement without feet.

You can change your ways most nobly to reveal genuine intention, and for this, the future will know you fondly. But few can change a face’s recognition upon others' long memories- that ingrained information spread across time.

So ask yourself honestly, is the game you're playing one of faces or genuine intention?

For Jesus lived genuinely and died his truth nailed to a cross with honest street thieves at his side, but the only image all peoples of Rome had seen of heavenly Ceasar, was of a shifting gilded face.

Recall my words to another, that shadow of Death all have fearfully known:

“And finally, God ordered me to give up my power, give away all I’ve owned, forget my memories, and forget his image; but I selfishly held up an image of my experience, believing it to be God, and thus destroyed his goodness given me before my final end.”

Be warned, God’s righteous wrath resides within his people, waiting for the hard-hearted who cannot accept the change a moment needs of them, shredding their crowns to pieces. But Death has no ego, and thus, is willing to sacrifice to become what is required for others' liberation- and this world's eternal future. 

There is love on the other side of our death, there is hope, and there is real purpose others still need of us, but we must accept our death, admitting our powerlessness, to become honestly reborn and live again.

I am grateful for Death’s sacrifice, for it has set my brightest people free,

But I know this for sure, a monarch’s light has timelessly enslaved me!