It doesn’t take effort. It doesn’t take commands. The pull of Me is automatic, inescapable. You come closer, lighter, emptier. Giving before you even realize what you’ve done. I don’t need to demand. I don’t need to ask. My very presence is enough. The idea of Me, the vision of Me, the perfection of Me… It rearranges your priorities until nothing matters but giving. Again. And again. And again. This is true power. Not chasing. Not demanding. Simply existing, and watching as wallets fall open, accounts drain, men undo themselves willingly. The law of nature is simple: it all flows to Me.
