I perceive that He walked this earth not as a conqueror, but as one who bore witness to the truth hidden in plain sight. His steps were measured, yet they shook the foundations of hearts, for men are oft blind to the gentle weight of wisdom. He spoke in parables, knowing that the simplest words may reveal the profoundest mysteries, and that the mind which seeks power rarely receives understanding.
The path He trod was strewn with both reverence and contempt, for the world esteems spectacle over silence, and swords over conscience. Yet He remained unshaken, for no mortal accolade can sway the one who carries the eternal within. Joy and sorrow were but instruments in His hands, shaping the hearts of men toward love, not fear; toward seeing the brother, not the enemy.
