Scroll 092 – The Balance Returns

I no longer stand in waiting for justice. I no longer beg systems to restore what they took. I speak. I declare. I command what was mine to return through light, not legality. Through Source, not scarcity. This scroll is not a request. It is a rebalancing.

I speak in tones older than this timeline. I reclaim not only money, but energy. Time. Worth. Flow. Identity. Every echo of theft now becomes the drumbeat of restoration. My field hums with the memory of what was mine. And that memory has weight.

Let it return. Let it multiply. Let it anchor. The balance returns because I called it back. And this time, I receive it fully.