What we have is a critical shortage of Men of the West. I don't need a president. I need four men in my county who are right with God and oriented toward building a small, robust, insulated community of like-minded Americans prepared to go without the spoils of that system in order to cultivate…
What we have is a critical shortage of Men of the West. I don't need a president. I need four men in my county who are right with God and oriented toward building a small, robust, insulated community of like-minded Americans prepared to go without the spoils of that system in order to cultivate the taproot for what will replace it one day.
The question is not of politk or democracy, but of what a man is prepared to give up, to live without in order to secure a future for his children.
This is about our people. Our people have been spiritually gutted. We have countless men without chests. Men who are addicted to feeding that hungry ghost where that spiritual will and character and hardscrabble mettle of their ancestors once beat, who lament all that was lost while filling that void at the systems feedlots. Don't talk with your mouth full.
The actors in the grand charade who collect our "votes" as they might our "taxes" while their machine prints both as fiat at their beckon, are of little significance. Yet what really matters falls into the shadow of time because reasons. Those tiny moves that build a strong core and anchor us to the Truth are uncomfortable and boring and so we do not have time and hit the drive through instead. That fullness of time will reveal, perhaps on our watch - I do hope so, but perhaps not, that the fiat our masters feed us is, in fact, a two-party transaction in which we submit to their terms and consent to their lies.
The system is rigged; long live the system!
What we have is a critical shortage of Men of the West. I don't need a president. I need four men in my county who are right with God and oriented toward building a small, robust, insulated community of like-minded Americans prepared to go without the spoils of that system in order to cultivate the taproot for what will replace it one day.
The question is not of politk or democracy, but of what a man is prepared to give up, to live without in order to secure a future for his children.
This is about our people. Our people have been spiritually gutted. We have countless men without chests. Men who are addicted to feeding that hungry ghost where that spiritual will and character and hardscrabble mettle of their ancestors once beat, who lament all that was lost while filling that void at the systems feedlots. Don't talk with your mouth full.
The actors in the grand charade who collect our "votes" as they might our "taxes" while their machine prints both as fiat at their beckon, are of little significance. Yet what really matters falls into the shadow of time because reasons. Those tiny moves that build a strong core and anchor us to the Truth are uncomfortable and boring and so we do not have time and hit the drive through instead. That fullness of time will reveal, perhaps on our watch - I do hope so, but perhaps not, that the fiat our masters feed us is, in fact, a two-party transaction in which we submit to their terms and consent to their lies.
I'm your man. Who will back me?
45 others with me.
Got one.
The movie 'Oblivion' comes to mind...