I feel your anguish. My biggest joy at this time in my life is playing with grandchildren, but I feel great shame and guilt looking at those sweet smiles on their faces, hearing their laughter, and knowing the hell we're leaving them to inherit. It tears at my soul. We need to be very straightforward with our phrasing - they won't kill u…
I feel your anguish. My biggest joy at this time in my life is playing with grandchildren, but I feel great shame and guilt looking at those sweet smiles on their faces, hearing their laughter, and knowing the hell we're leaving them to inherit. It tears at my soul.
We need to be very straightforward with our phrasing - they won't kill us, they will murder us, for our noncompliance. Using the right words, like murder, should cause the rage to rise within.
I want to enjoy those sweet children until my dying breath. But it just boggles my mind when I recognize that WE have all the power! In numbers, we're an unsurmountable force. But in the fear of death we've been taught since birth, we hold so tightly onto this one life that we lose all perspective. We forget that we're timeless souls and there are lives and worlds and friends and family scattered all through time and space for us to be a part of. God's (whatever that may be) creation is infinite. This life is but one of them. It's not our deaths that matter, but our lives. We will live bravely? We're not, and we see the consequences. Which will be hellish for our descendants.
I don't wish to be a martyr but I would gladly fight, kill and die in an uprising of tens of millions, to persevere Liberty for those kids. And, with enough of us, we could probably make short work of it. It's the choice of a perilous or deadly path. We're on the deadly one.
I agree with the fighting, but I know no one in my area that thinks it's worth a fight. They're either on the otherside, don't believe any of this will happen, or think it won't be that bad.
I feel your anguish. My biggest joy at this time in my life is playing with grandchildren, but I feel great shame and guilt looking at those sweet smiles on their faces, hearing their laughter, and knowing the hell we're leaving them to inherit. It tears at my soul.
We need to be very straightforward with our phrasing - they won't kill us, they will murder us, for our noncompliance. Using the right words, like murder, should cause the rage to rise within.
I want to enjoy those sweet children until my dying breath. But it just boggles my mind when I recognize that WE have all the power! In numbers, we're an unsurmountable force. But in the fear of death we've been taught since birth, we hold so tightly onto this one life that we lose all perspective. We forget that we're timeless souls and there are lives and worlds and friends and family scattered all through time and space for us to be a part of. God's (whatever that may be) creation is infinite. This life is but one of them. It's not our deaths that matter, but our lives. We will live bravely? We're not, and we see the consequences. Which will be hellish for our descendants.
I don't wish to be a martyr but I would gladly fight, kill and die in an uprising of tens of millions, to persevere Liberty for those kids. And, with enough of us, we could probably make short work of it. It's the choice of a perilous or deadly path. We're on the deadly one.
I agree with the fighting, but I know no one in my area that thinks it's worth a fight. They're either on the otherside, don't believe any of this will happen, or think it won't be that bad.
Yes. There is still that naive and childlike belief (here in Western Australia) that our GOVT would never do anything not in our best interest.
Beautifully said. Your comment brought tears to my eyes. Your grandchildren are lucky to have such a wise grandparent to love and protect them.
Gosh, thank you. I claim no wisdom, that just kinda flowed from me once I got started.