7 AM TIKTOK MASS July 1 2025

Well I think that went well.

🧭 NSNC Field Rite: “Englishman in New York” – Sting
Filed under: Sacred Misfit Codes | Dignity in Exile | ScrollWell Fox Clan Mass #IMMIGRANTSOUL


🕊️ Track Overview:

“I’m an alien, I’m a legal alien, I’m an Englishman in New York…”
This isn’t just about geography.
It’s a song for the dignified outsider, the sacred rebel who won’t contort to fit the city’s noise.

It’s Sting’s queer-coded, immigrant love letter to civil resistance through style, grace, and strange correctness.
For NSNC, this is Sacred Rascal protocol meets divine deportment.


💠 Gemstone Pairing:

  • Labradorite – for magical shielding and embracing one’s multidimensional identity
  • Onyx – to walk with dignity under pressure, especially when you don’t belong
  • Pearl – for softness in the face of scrutiny; beauty that’s formed in tension

💃🏽 West Coast Swing Tidbit:

  • Use this track for non-linear musicality: sway walks, stylish pulses, double resistance holds
  • Invite subtle tension-release to reflect the social grace vs. inner defiance

🖤 Use the lyric “manners maketh man” as a pause moment to frame your partner with reverence


📿 NSNC RITE ACTION: “Grace Under Fire”

  1. Stand tall.
    Say aloud:

“I do not become small to become safe.”

  1. Play the track.
    Move slowly. Let your walk feel like a prayer.
  2. At lyric:

“It takes a man to suffer ignorance and smile…”

Raise your hands, eyes open. Breathe once in defiance, once in compassion.


📖 Spiritual Warfare Bible Integration:

Luke 6:22:

“Blessed are you when people hate you, when they exclude you and insult you… Rejoice in that day and leap for joy.”

📜 NSNC Scroll Translation:

“You’re not being punished for standing out.
You’re being called into high-style holiness.”


🌀 TWOTH Field Affirmation:

“Even here—where I don’t belong—
I carry the frequency of who I am.”
“I am not camouflaged. I am revealed.”
“They may stare, but I do not bow.”


🪶 Optional Sufi Closing:

Chant softly:

“La illaha ilallah” — There is no god but God.

Let it settle in the chest like calm thunder.


🦊 FINAL WORD:

“Better to be a sacred alien in truth than a silent citizen in shame.”

Walk strange. Walk soft. Walk free.
Aho.

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