I’m hugely disappointed because of the dystopia that will befall us over the next few years.
But deep down, part of me just wanted to be right. I wanted that reassurance for myself. I wanted to blast away on social media for everyone to see that, “I was right! I’m not crazy. So give me kudos.” Or something similar.
I believe we will win. Good and God will win. We just have more to slog through than I had hoped. Keep your red pill canons firing!
I don't care about being right. I've seen predictions fail and guesses as to what's going on "behind the scenes" get nowhere perceivable for long enough that I don't speak much on Q to others. What I care about is that the freedom of all lands is being overthrown by wicked men foretold in The Book of Mormon. Until "the arrests" and the communications blackout happen, or until the Savior returns to the Earth, I take it all as merely possible without assuming that it is true. It's just compelling enough to give me pause to wonder, but if I'm caught in a civil war or anyone comes to take my weapons, alternate currencies, food storage, children, or whatever else away... I'm not waiting for a "plan", I'm going to shoot back.