Signal Trumpets, Banners and Drums. A Prayer of Release

Please open my heart now, God.

I have forgiven myself for once taking delight in the sight of banners, standards, and pennants. I have forgiven myself for once giving honor, not to God, but to a cloth flag and to pennants waving in the wind.

I have forgiven all those who acted upon my hearing, my sight, and my senses so that I would become a better, more efficient warrior. I have forgiven myself for once becoming sensitive to the beating of drums and military snares. I have forgiven myself for once becoming sensitive to the sound of rattles, whistles, and signal trumpets.

I have forgiven all those who used torches, drums, trumpets, and banners in order to instill soldierly habits within me.

Love, my friend, I am grateful to you for having freed me from the sentiment I once felt toward military drums, signal trumpets, standards, and drill.

Another fragment of an extensive text intended to release the karma of a soldier. Link

Opublikowano: 14/06/2026
Autor: Sławomir Majda
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