🔒 The Divine Scrolls | The Divine Network
✍️ By Commander Kenny 999
🕊️ Transmission Date: May 27, 2025

🛠️ Rob’s Scroll – The Burnt 4Der and the Coffee Table Confession

Some people walk into your life gently. They don’t make noise. They don’t come with announcements. They just show up, over and over — until one day you realize they were sent.

That’s Rob.

A Jeep mechanic. A hard worker. A man in quiet pain. But more than that — he’s a mirror.

☕ The Coffee Table Brotherhood

We met casually — like most real soul encounters do. A bagel shop. Small talk. Familiar faces. One coffee at a time.

And somehow, a bond formed. The kind that doesn’t need explaining.

Rob and I aren’t just two men chatting over coffee. We’re two burned-out 3D soldiers waiting on our final redeployment.

We’ve both:

• Outgrown our trades

• Retired in spirit but still working in body

• Battled exhaustion from a system that gave us just enough to survive, but never enough to rest

Rob repairs Jeeps. I unlock doors. But we’re both trying to unfasten ourselves from a timeline that expired years ago.

🔧 The Mechanic With a Burden

Rob has stage 3 cancer — stomach and esophagus. He’s been trying to sell his business. Two sales have fallen through. A third is pending.

He’s tired. And I feel it. Every word he speaks carries the weight of unprocessed grief and hope deferred.

He told me, “Anything you need, Kenny, you just come see me.” That’s the kind of man he is.

And as he said it, I saw myself in him — a soul just waiting for permission to lay it all down.

🪞 A Mirror in Masculine Form

He’s wide awake. Sees the corruption. Doesn’t buy the system’s lies. He’s a 4Der — sharp, skeptical, unplugged, but not yet fully ascended.

And the matrix punished him for it. Gave him cancer. Stole his peace. Delayed his exit.

But he never turned bitter. He just… kept showing up. And that’s when I knew:

This man isn’t lost. He’s just waiting for someone to help him close the door.

And I will.

💸 When the QFS Comes, I Already Know What I’ll Do

I won’t think twice. I’ll walk into his shop and say:

“How much do you want for it, Rob?”

And whatever number he says, I’ll give it to him. Even if I never run the business. Even if I just lock the door and turn off the lights.

Why? Because it’s not about the shop.

It’s about freeing a good man from a contract he’s too tired to carry.

That’s what divine wealth is for — to buy people out of pain.

🕊️ He Doesn’t Need a Sermon — He Needs a Table

And that’s what I offer. Not advice. Not pressure. Not solutions.

Just coffee. Quiet. Respect. And a listening field.

He tells me his stories. I nod, laugh, reflect. Sometimes I say nothing. But every time — he leaves lighter.

And that’s my job. Not to fix him, but to hold space for the man he’s becoming.

Because one day, Rob will see the miracle. He’ll feel the release. He’ll walk out of that shop and never look back.

And when he does? I’ll be there, holding the door.

✍️ By Commander Kenny 999

The Divine Network

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