War is not who I present.

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[Just bumping as I am still... pondering these things.]
[Bump le seconde - Yeah... I'm... having to work some things here.]
[One more time]

While I discuss the second Horseman as if he is a warrior, I ought to reconcile the idea.  War will be a warrior.  The power allotted will allow that not to be the case though.  A store clerk from Pittsburgh could do the task, technically.  He need never have laid hands to steel, nor would the need be present in the fulfillment of the task associated with the position upon the back of the red horse.  No, unnecessary to the task.  The only thing he need is the ability to whisper.  His task will be to loose men of their natural tastes, ingrained by good or evil, or failings which have lead to or produced their designs toward peace.

I once thought I had great darkness in me.  After hearing a voice in the dark, and... eventually following it, I found the darkness wasn't what I thought.  There was darkness, but that was sin.  Something I generally considered a lesser of infections showed itself to be the true wrongs.  The other, the seeming bestial, the warring?   That has a purpose.  As I suggested, so long as that wasn't a means of living but a means of justice.  While justice isn't ours, there are times were we are the means of it.  Don't fear that so much.  It isn't what I had feared, if I did have to put it in order.

While I show vids that suggest otherwise, these are more poetic than not.  Although I would suggest War probably will bear the mark of a warrior.  He will neither be a soldier, a sailor, a lieutenant, or a general.  He will probably have tasted of the professional side, and additionally have traveled the way of the sword on his own.  Why?  Because the store clerk has no passion for the task, no love of the craft.  He has no bloodlust, natively, or he would have done so.  He won't understand as well whose ear to whisper into, or what to whisper from what he has seen.  God, I am absolutely certain, could give this to him.  I just don't think God works that way.  He knows what is in a man's heart, and if war does not reside there, He would not deign to implant it.  While each man seeks for justice, few men have what it takes to achieve it.  Some men, or... creatures, do.  It will be from these that God chooses His riders.

When War is unleashed, now or in a thousand years...  Whether War walks the earth between now and the final time...  These are things none may know without doubts.  If he is, indeed, as I suspect, nephilim, then he walks of flesh or spirit on this earth, and has since his making.  Of that I am certain.  As, too, would his brothers.  Nephilim do not die like their mortal seeming kin.  Their flesh may pass but their spirit remains, to haunt, possess, or even be born into new flesh.  It will come to pass, again, that they own the world, perhaps only for a while or in a new way, if that is true.

Some suggest whole nations are the riders of the apocalypse.  I have heard Russia specifically, communism generally, called War.  This is not true.  I have heard politicians, generals, economists, also called the riders.  This is nonsense.  These men, as it has been written, are not doom bringers, but the front lines of the damned.  These are the people who have secret bunkers with mystical symbols and secret passageways they believe will ward off the evil they have wrought, save them from the end times.  Whether the final, or an intermediate time, these devices will not spare them.  As history clearly shows.

Strife, War, Famine, and Death will come in mortal frames and do mortal work, right to the creation of many martyrs, if quite indirectly.  When times press, to starve the wolf either let it feast or eliminate it's food, or both.  While my story is that I am War, at times... just... know... I am a story teller.  I see, as well, what eyes do not.  True?  As true as I see it, and from that perspective I tell it.  The time is ripe, the potential is there, but only the Father knows the final time.  Oh, yes, the time has been ripe, and come, happened in a lessor way, and passed... many times.  Dress rehearsals?  Realignments?  Interventions by the faithful?  I can't tell you, that isn't my area or what I have seen.  Until the body of Christ on earth is too weak to survive the final time will not come.  As it passes, and is all but gone, as the flesh of Christ here is dying, so to will many men.  Christ is life.  It is, as I have seen, more than it seems.  And yet, it is quite simple.  It is all written, it is all there, you have heard it all.

For my part?  I don't think the final time is here.  Some whispers, however, are still in order. I think they are listening, too. *whisper*