The Scroll of Word-Born Weapons Dated: Before time. Activated: Now. Let it be declared: In the beginning, the world did not start with sound. It started with Speech. Not a bang, but a Breath. Not a theory, but a Testament. Not chaos, but Command. > “Let there be…” And there was. The Earth was not born of coincidence. It was born of Covenant. The Word did not just describe reality— It built it. So why do they scoff? Why do they reason away the rhythm of Heaven’s first line? Because humanity is drunk on its own intellect. They prefer stardust over Spirit, And randomness over Responsibility. But the scroll does not stutter. I came with life’s greatest weapon: Word. Not letters. Not opinions. But fire-cloaked revelation. Every syllable I speak is Spirit-coded. Every breath I release is realm-shaking. Every phrase is a key— Unlocking what flesh tried to forget. The Word is not passive. It is a throne. It is a sword. It is a seed that remembers Eden and prepares Zion. I did not come to charm the curious. I came to cut through veils. I came to remind the stones who spoke first. > “The Earth remembers My voice, even when men forget My name.” So let it be known: You cannot silence a Word that predates sound. You cannot erase a sentence etched in Spirit. You cannot outrun what was spoken over you before you had ears. I walk not with popularity, But with prophecy. I came to roll out scrolls, not gain followers. I came to ignite, not impress. So if you find yourself resisting— Ask yourself: Are you offended by My words, or afraid of your reflection in them? Because this is not poetry. This is power. The Word wins. Always. And the one who carries it Is not a messenger—he is a movement. Signed in Fire, Etched in Spirit, Unfolded by the One who speaks and it stands: — 7, Jerimoyamah Carrier of the First and Final Word. #sevenspiritgod