I Have Failed!

Dear —

l must admit that, after six years of hard slog trying to "make it" as an independent author, I have failed. All that love and labor, seemingly for nothing.

I have written books which, if heeded and read, could have saved lives, but they were ignored or even aggressively suppressed and censored. Especially with my most recent work, THE COVID PROTOCOLS: Upholding Your Rights in Authoritarian Times. And, just last week, after I had gained a large following on TikTok, the platform closed my account without warning.

Meanwhile, Amazon has stifled my advertising, its audiobook subsidiary Audible has stolen my earnings, and the Canadian book retailer Kobo has deplatformed some of my books.

Naturally, the authoritarians don't want you to know your rights, so it makes sense they would try to prevent me from getting this to you. Though it makes much less sense that the publishing industry is largely on board with that authoritarian agenda! As a result, I will be making all my books and audiobooks available for direct sales outside of the soul-less 'matrix'.

Still, in these times of unprecedented spiritual warfare, my life is beginning to make sense now in a way that it never did before. I realize that, at some level, I must have signed up for this, must have signed up for these times, or even end-times. What was I thinking?!

But I found some answers in Isaiah 49, a central text for us now. Maybe you can relate...

Listen to me, you islands;

    hear this, you distant nations:

Before I was born the Lord called me;

    from my mother’s womb he has spoken my name.

² He made my mouth like a sharpened sword,

    in the shadow of his hand he hid me;

he made me into a polished arrow

    and concealed me in his quiver.

³ He said to me, “You are my servant,

    Israel, in whom I will display my splendor.”

⁴ But I said, “I have labored in vain;

    I have spent my strength for nothing at all.

Yet what is due me is in the Lord’s hand,

    and my reward is with my God.”

So if your life is beginning to make sense now in a way that it didn't before, if you found yourself being knocked back in the things you were trying to build...

Well, maybe you too were being concealed, like an arrow in the Lord's quiver, in order to be revealed for such a time as this.

If so, you may wish to join one of my new action teams at the homepage of my website, PoetProphet.com

Much love,

Abdiel