TANK 03: THE MEN WHO HOLD THE LINE

The Rise of the Inner Emperor

Today, as I realized that it is International Men’s Day, something enlightened my field and made me feel reverence for our men of this planet.

Reverence of men in all their states —
not only those who rise with dignity,
but those lying collapsed inside their own Empire,
fighting civil wars no one can see,
breathing under the rubble of generations,
unsure how to stand, but still breathing.

Strength is not the absence of collapse.
Strength is the continuation of breath inside collapse.

And for that — I honor you.
Not because you are superior,
not because of what you have achieved,
but because your existence is sacred in every form it takes.

Every man — radiant, defeated, numb, awakened, or lost —
is a creation of God,
an emanation of the Supreme Architect,
a conscious node in the unified field.

Quantum physics (as usual) guides us through different rabbit holes:
entanglement, nonlocal influence, observer-dependent outcomes —
these point to a reality where lives are interconnected,
fields overlap, and no action is isolated.

Which means:
there is no external enemy.
And deeper still:
a man is not even his own enemy.
The only enemy is an illusion, coming from the Ignorance Matrix —
the programming that seduces him into forgetfulness,
to forget the God-given brilliance at his core.

Do not just seek to remember.
Decode.

Not reacting, is decoding. It rewires our neural pathways.
The full engagement of mind, body, and soul
to realign perception with Truth and sacred origin.

Batteries of Creation

A battery only works when both charges are present.
So does man.

Positive charge: fire, drive, decision.
Negative charge: depth, meditation, silence.

I see polarity is not as pathology —
but as completion.

The Empress he seeks outside
lives inside his marrow.
The Emperor he strives to be
is already encoded.

When yin and yang meet within him,
he becomes the instrument of creation he was born to be.

The Imperial Circuit — The Empire Is the MindBody

As Mencius (Chinese philosopher) taught:
“The superior man governs himself by the laws within him.”

As Marcus Aurelius affirmed:
“Your ruling mind is a citadel. No external force can breach it unless you open the gates.”

The SKB Imperial Circuit shows this with the law of the 5 forces:

• Heart — The Monarch
  The Emperor placed by the Supreme Architect.

• Spleen — The Yellow Court
  The center of grounding and strategic thinking.

• Lungs — The Prime Ministers
  Executors of righteousness and awe.

• Liver — The General
  Vision, direction, precision.

• Kidneys — The Ministers of Power
  Reserves of will, faith, and fearlessness.

Each organ is an official in our royal court, carrying inherent intelligence.
Our officials are interdependent, and it is up to the Emperor to lead with the Heart.

When sabotage arises — through collapse, addiction, rage, shame, distraction —
a man is not losing.
He is receiving a briefing from within, if he chooses to listen.

Decoding those briefings is Self-Governance.
That is Sovereignty, the rise of the Inner Emperor!

And above this entire court sits the Supreme Architect —
Allah, God, the Big Boss —
whose breath animates every chamber of this Kingdom.

My Heart’s Prayer for the Beautiful Men of This World

To every man —
in triumph, in confusion, in collapse, in awakening —
this is my prayer:

This world is incomplete without you, you are an essential part of this field.
And there is not a single breath
in which you do not have the power
to course-correct and get on the train your soul wants to get on.

There is no “fixing” yourself,
only decoding the illusions that obscure your original, God-given design.

Stand in your Kingdom, your Empire, your Inner Citadel.
Lead with your heart.
Forge your empire with clarity.
You are not separate from God —
you are His executor on the ground.
His general.
His vessel.
His warrior of light.

May you find peace inside the shadows that lurk in the dark.
May you locate the Empress within
so the Emperor in you may rest and rise in supreme wisdom.
May you know that you are always 100% —
even in ruin, trembling, and hopelessness.
May you decode the illusions that burden your heart
and return to the center where God speaks without words.
May your strength come not from performance,
but from devotion —
to your body, your spirit, your purpose,
and the One who shaped you with intention and brilliance.

And to honor men
is also to honor the masculine that lives inside me —
the part of me that creates, commands, protects, and builds.

Warmest,

SKB

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