Tries One’s Soul
One has reached the height of peril, and welcomes it.
We are odds with a Tyranny built by the folly of evil with the coarse assistance of bright lights, cameras, and tears to mask the delights of these devils that demonize the truly weak, and weathered, in this unforgiving, chaotic world. We are placed in the vise grips of bureaucracy that poisoned its own population with media lies, medical hustles, to buttress their crumbling magical thinking that they can ultimately control chimeras created in their laboratories. These are the times that make one cry in anger, in rage, and in pity for what must be done to overcome the demonic D.C. apparatus that chokes out the American Spirit; and detests the very existence of freedom that made such an apparatus even possible!
While we contend, in our more forgiving moments, such evil could not be universal, and evenly held, like a deadly virus whose grave mortality is in its sharing to destruct all Morality, it becomes apparent such was not the proper framing of the argument. These minions dance for a Devil one may have met, once, a lifetime ago. That Devil seared his permanent mark on one’s Fate from that point forward. The Lesson though was not Lost: do not allow the Devil into your house, your presence, or your Soul’s essence.
This Medicine, imbibed by Self, has never been injected into D.C. since the last Civil War. Whatever one believes, or deludes so falsely at present, the American blood spilled for four years on a fledgling country, showed the real outcomes of Viruses that are not inoculated against quickly enough. And blood served as the brutal therapy. There are no perfections but for God. And those that cast their stones should first introspect and see how flawed and failed they are before anything that Created this Entire Universe. Play on! Fools!
That geography that is D.C., which is an abomination of amoral lust for unsatiated power, damning ordinary souls from one coast to the next, and one Sea to a Once Shiny One. Their powerplays will end us all. They have no bounds. They make nothing but Hell on this Earth!
But They Will Be Brought To Heel!
Our Founders knew infinitely more about the destructive ends of Democracy and Dictatorship. They knew, because they studied, they spent decades at the millstone of toiling to make a remote place prosperous and free as the dictates of The Times would allow. They knew as well how imperfect they were, thus the ability to Amend, was adopted Unanimously. Agreeableness amongst Men is rarely this considerable, yet they did it, for All of US. So we may learn the Lesson that some things are imperfect but need unanimity to be Valued by All.(1)
But now, we have the ill designs of quislings and quacks that duck questioning; defy logic; and ignore their vaunted titles of responsibilities before The People. Operate like Victims while smashing the Bill of Rights into kindling for a devil’s fireplace. Grotesque hobgoblins that strut and slink to and frow while proclaiming themselves Higher than God himself. They deem their Quests for hacking souls while Soulless, just; contorting Man and Woman into weakened creatures, they laugh at when alone, desired; and the Satanic sexualization onto the innocence of a Child, their unholy right, because: they are but Deviants and Demolishers of Freedom and Faith, an intolerable power under their mendacious Regime.
But This Too Will Be Their Undoing!
While God, is considered irrelevant to them, such worldwide pain, as they inflict, is not. They share their Sins with Beijing, Moscow, London, Paris, Berlin, Davos, and all places where Lesser and Greater Devils haunt the seat of Power and proclaim themselves above all the Peoples of the Earth. Their designs, equally evil, and sharing purposes to those in D.C., will need their populations to decide: How does kneeling before a Tyrant feel when each day they can cut your throat, and smile, because they outsourced the knife to do the deed? If you take one nickel from the Political Psychopaths those pieces of silver are your path to Damnation. Those that know your Deeds will never forget them. The common people will make your name synonymous with that of sceptered snake. Those that slither towards the seat of power for their thirty pieces of silver are the flaw in Mankind manifest.
Be Not That Flaw! Resist Thy Temptations!
The Soul to defeat the Leviathan will require more than anything one has even dreamed. The time before us is not for the meek; it is not for the fair-skyed wanderer who thinks these are tolerable days. We are at the Crossroads. The crossing of a divide of whether Humanity survives and loves itself enough to give it one more time unto the breach. There will be no Humanity if D.C. and those infested places mentioned go on with their final ends. So much lack comes at the hands of those that steal every last resource, but the most Vital resource of all is: one’s Liberty and the Unchartered Destiny to fill those moments in its greatest pursuits. One needs to remind that time is finite for a Man, a Woman, or a Child. Every day a blessing – and their will be Viruses and Battles, and Forces Unseen, to Navigate. We all should seek to make this a Ship to be steered hard towards the Port of Liberty instead of the Prison of The Devil.
Defeat Such Devils My Friends! Our Souls Are At Hand!
Episode 192: Tries One's Soul