Within the confines of my heart no more, my utter rage against the machine of oppression, silencing the Rite of God Himself, nonetheless, spills into my very existence, inspiring a lack of unity with my fellow Americans. I truly weep, tears of blood though they are, for the future of which my children, having no choice on such a matter, will inherit. What a failure have I accomplished, gifting this excrement of a "government" to my flesh, and MY blood, to carry on in 1,000 years of darkness.
Please help me turn back from the Abyss, as I have long gripped tightly, that which was the dreams of our Founders and my personal fathers. Have we accomplished the unthinkable? The utter banishment of Freedom, to be cast into the well of anguishing defeat at the hands of a global satanic cult?
Ok.
But it totally smells like doom. And asparagus pee.
Peace, brother. It'll be great in the end.
Asparagus pee is potent haha! I did not project any impending doom, not did I doubt the information that has been passed to me by this movement. I was merely asking for people who are in a better state of resilience to help me stand back up. It's difficult to operate within the confines of "polite" society when the things you have to say are falling on deaf ears. Ears that are begining to shut me out. But such is the sacrafice that must be made for the truth to shine in the light of God.