Truth- when you are no longer concerned with political correctness and you’ve dissolved the imaginary social approval dictated by the few to be followed by the masses, truth becomes the only ideology.
The search for truth was what prompted my husband and I to attend the Capitol “riot,” on January 6th, 2021. Amidst the swell of patriotism and love we felt for our fellow man, we were asked by our President to peacefully encourage and support Congress in its electoral decision.
After being channeled through a designated path, we arrived at the Capitol lawn nearly half an hour after President Trump’s (entirely appropriate) speech. The steps were filled with families and children singing praise to God, shaking hands, and laughing. Veterans recognized one another and made small-world connections. We were there for one shared reason: to peacefully assemble and exercise our Constitutional rights to a free and fair election.
The pandemonium that developed inside the Capitol building was not at the hands of those Patriots who attended the rally at the Ellipse, for that I am certain. The Capitol police attempting to regain control were woefully underprepared for what was occurring inside, events that are still unclear and simply do not add up. My husband, a veteran and retired law enforcement officer, picked up on this immediately and aided in safely extracting sixteen of those Capitol police officers stuck inside the portico of the east side of the building. This was not a normal scenario by any stretch of the imagination.
The manipulations of the mainstream media have allowed an entirely different narrative to take form. What was deliberate and orchestrated chaos at the hands of a select few instigators has since been turned into a full-blown insurrection at the hands of all Patriots.
We’ve since been called mentally unstable simply for exercising our rights. We’ve had our families question our ability to parent our children. The FBI has visited our home and questioned us. This is how “doing the right thing” is met these days- questions of conspiracy and accusations of instability.
The malevolent puppets broadcasting lies that feed our minds while starving our souls have woefully misinformed the American public. Their claims that those of us with our common sense still intact are destructive members of a “dangerous cult” have bled into every corner of American society.
So be it. I am in a cult. A cult of freedom, truth, and justice.
The leader of this cult is my own self. I joined by my own surrender.
Almost all of us have been born into this cult of modern society. Ask yourself this- who is your leader? What techniques were employed on you to submit wholly unto its principles?
I was led to believe for a time that because I was born with white skin, that I was racist. That was a very hard pill for me to swallow. I have since regurgitated it and flushed it down the toilet, where it dwells in the sewer of propaganda, amongst other things. I am not racist. No one can decide otherwise.
I believed that someone in Washington was making decisions for the improvement of our society, for me, for humanity. I gave the system the benefit of the doubt, despite the fact that I forever felt as though I was under the thumb of the system, inescapable, forever at its mercy. I gave it the benefit of the doubt because everyone else seemed to, as well.
I believed that politics were broken down into two ideologies- you were either pro-gun or pro-abortion. Pick a side- the end result would be the same.
When I married my husband, the veil slowly started to lift. An entire generation apart, my own joie de vivre a striking match to his fighting spirit. He is magnanimous, charismatic, and anything but cookie cutter. He is unapologetically himself, and in witnessing this trait, I have in turn become unapologetically myself.
The fact of the matter is this: our government, and the international figures in cahoots with them, have been holding American citizens in bondage for a very long time. Our minds, our money, our children, nearly every aspect of our lives are under their control system, meticulously rigged against us for generations.
The Act of 1871 took our original Constitution, created by our founding fathers and graced with the blessing of God, and discreetly replaced it with a near-replica. A strategic move by foreign bankers and international aristocracy, America became a corporation and all of her future citizens’ its collateral. By passing the Act, Congress committed treason against the people. I encourage everyone to brush up on his or her Constitutional awareness. Understanding treason will assuredly be significant in the coming months.
We have been manipulated with divide and conquer mechanisms in every aspect of our lives. Skin color. Nationality. Religion. Language. Profession. Sexual Identity. Political identity. So many labels, so many boxes, so many “groups” to be a part of, or not be. With so many psychological triggers, we’ve become so distracted in the fight against one another that we never saw our true enemy. And it is worse than we could ever imagine.
Perhaps, for many, there are too many barriers between themselves and truth. A particularly stubborn resistance to consider anything beyond what we’ve been indoctrinated to believe. This is called cognitive dissonance, and it is very real indeed.
If it is too difficult for those minds to seek truth on their own volition, and there comes a time in life that you have fallen, crushed by uncovered truths, know this: there is still good in this world, in fact, the good vastly outweighs the evil. There are people who will help you understand, without judgment, ridicule, or accusations. We will not question your mental aptitude, nor we will question how you came to believe such falsehoods. We will lift you up to stand with us for truth, justice, and freedom.
We have all been duped in both minute and astronomical ways, unwilling participants in a war on our consciousness. Let us be guided by wisdom and let us grow together based on a collective of merits. There is an empyreal light within us all, waiting to be stoked back to life.
Where we go one, we go all.