Enemy Opposition A young lad recently said something that stopped me in my tracks — "I haven't got any enemies." I smiled, because I said the exact same thing at his age. It's an innocent belief, the kind that comes before life pulls back the curtain and shows you what's really operating beneath the surface. Most people, particularly those of any spiritual significance, will face opposition. It isn't a sign of failure. In many ways, it's a sign that you matter.My own awakening to this reality didn't come swiftly or cleanly. I grew up largely unaware, navigating life without any real understanding of the forces working around me. Then came the advisors — people who presented themselves as enlightened, as guides, as those who had already walked the road I was beginning to travel. They spoke with confidence. They seemed to know things. And in a sense, they did know things, but their knowledge was weaponised. These were not friends dressed as teachers. They were enemies dressed as the awakened.What struck me most, looking back, was how much guidance I actually received from my enemies compared to those who genuinely had my interests at heart. That sounds almost absurd until you sit with it long enough. My enemies were forthcoming, even prophetic at times. They would speak directly about what was coming — events, places, seasons of my life — and they were accurate. But every piece of truth they offered came wrapped in misdirection. The destination was real; the road they pointed me toward was designed to lead me into their camp, not my destiny. I was confused for a long time, and that confusion was entirely by design.It became most visible when I entered structured, professional institutions. I had been told — foretold, in fact — that these places would be filled with awakened people, with those operating from a higher understanding. I walked in with openness and expectation. What I found instead was opposition embedded within the very walls. Demons don't always look the part. They sit in offices, hold titles, run meetings, and wear the language of progress while quietly working to disorient anyone moving with genuine purpose.But here is what I have come to understand about the journey: I did not begin at the bottom and fight my way up through darkness. I began in Heaven. My starting point was already established in something higher, and the path has been a gradual, sometimes painful, working through the ranks — not to earn position, but to walk it out fully. Heaven itself requires no amendment. It is complete. But the places filled with confusion, fear, and control? Those required navigation, discernment, and a willingness to remain grounded when everything around me was engineered to unsettle.Fear, control, and confusion are the primary weapons of the spiritual enemy. Opposition, even tried, sometimes successfully to enter as a thought, to direct, deter and disorient me, We must learn to identify and categorize thoughts we have. The real guidance can arrive in any form, I often receive in the very next web page or thought or comments from strangers.
I can say this now without hesitation — those systems have been outranked. They no longer hold the authority they once appeared to.The lad will learn. We all do.