Chills!
Wow
~ No laughter left to be had. Only preparations, only watchful interrogations of leadership, of propaganda machines well oiled with foreign oil. Such heavyweight tasks ahead. Fewer and fewer broad-shouldered men left to do them. Our children will know monsters, but will the monsters know the heroes protecting our children? Will they know them intimately, painfully... mortally? Oligarchs too have beating hearts and palpable blood pressures. Thus, they, too, are mortal, as are we all.
A life spent peacefully, ending in geriatric solitude as a world wastes away, hardly seams a life worth living. Why hide from death? Our children and grandchildren will only suffer even greater so the weight of servitude. This was not the intent of our Founding Fathers. Our descendants were never meant to be yoked by distant barons or luciferian Communists. They were meant to live free. To die free. To know what it means to be the writer of their own destiny.
So, too, were we all. Perhaps, as soulless litigators pontificate within marbled halls, it is time for a revival, a renewal of the floodwaters to enrich the Tree of Liberty. Perhaps it is time, to live, fight, and God bless it, die as free men... Not just for ourselves... but for posterity ~
