I cannot express how much this community has helped me during this dark time. Without you, these last few months would have been nothing short of suicidal.
To watch America, Canada, UK and the last of the free West fall to the influences of Chinese communism is extremely distressing. We left that country because we didn't want anything to do with it. To witness this again is unfathomable.
But we have a chance now. Even if it means nuclear annihilation of millions. If we can save humanity, we're willing to pay the price.
Dear President Trump. If you need us, we will be there for you.
If it means we have to die to save the American way of life, we are ready.
Thank you to this community. Thank you to Q.
Thank you, President Trump.
WWG1WGA.
THANK GOD FOR CALLING ON SUCH GREAT PEOPLE TO MEET THE ENEMY AGAIN AND AGAIN!
WE ARE HERE LORD, USE US!
Mine eyes hath seen the glory of the coming of the Lord; He is trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored; He hath loosed the fateful lightning of His terrible swift sword; His truth is marching on. Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! His truth is marching on. I have seen Him in the watch fires of a hundred circling camps They have builded Him an altar in the evening dews and damps; I can read His righteous sentence by the dim and flaring lamps; His day is marching on. I have read a fiery Gospel writ in burnished rows of steel; "As ye deal with My contemners, so with you My grace shall deal"; Let the Hero, born of woman, crush the serpent with His heel, Since God is marching on. He has sounded forth the trumpet that shall never call retreat; He is sifting out the hearts of men before His judgment seat; Oh, be swift, my soul, to answer Him! be jubilant, my feet; Our God is marching on. In the beauty of the lilies Christ was born across the sea, With a glory in His bosom that transfigures you and me: As He died to make men holy, let us die to make men free; While God is marching on. He is coming like the glory of the morning on the wave, He is wisdom to the mighty, He is honor to the brave; So the world shall be His footstool, and the soul of wrong His slave, Our God is marching on.