They have caste the net of the media, the anti-Christ fishing for souls... modern version has Trump blowing up boats that have not proven to have any connection to drug dealing. One was just a fisherman whose wife and son miss him. This is Trump preparing to go to war to take Oil, which should be left in the ground, from a country which the Armed Forces outguns. This could be solved peacefully, Maduro could be asked to make changes, their money released. This would have stopped the refugees that flooded the states seeking asylum.... which the USA is constitutionally required to offer.
Trump has turned the constitution into a rug to wipe your feet on. Something they get together and heterosexually all pee on together. No one knows, they just put up a fake from the Trump Store at the White House in place of the real one... one night when Trump got mad at it, after he spilled some special sauce from his big mac on the constitution, and couldn't lick it all up. He could see a stain, which meant some was still there. He was going to eat it but he was handed another Big Mac. Still they had to let him 'pretend truth social' about hating the constitution until the sleepy shot hits.
Later, they told him he had ordered this was going to be 'their secret' and how they owned the libs, just like he wanted. Trump loves hearing his great ideas told to him. All kinds of smart people in industry do, then give him money.
If you know what I have done, you despise me perhaps. You have my profound apologies, and if there is anything I can do to redeem myself in your eye, you have only to ask... I may say hell no...
At this point the past in not what worries. June worries me. They are going to take away the Democracy, with an illegally ruling Supreme Court. This has to be stopped. I cannot imagine the world they are imagining these racist actions will lead to? Folk like myself will do what we can. How you see me? I understand you have seen the supernatural, and seen me used by God. I am still baffled by the prophecies all coming true around me. Now, in my stories, told from an unconscious have oddly come true, though not in ways I would have even imagined. Trumpland. I had forgotten that this was the time when Ralph rises and figures out a way to peacefully stop Trump and fix things up.
I am surprised how much of it came true. I look at his and wonder WHY was I believed to be this creature by all these people? A creature I did not even believe in most of my life. Now, in the past I recklessly used fear and stripped people of their dignity with my judgements. Judgements made from far away and based on the dubious reporting
Were I to finish that story, I would have Ralph realize he was part of Jesus as they were all part of something greater, which he likes, having always been slightly embarrassed he could do miracles. Set him apart. During the drive he would be told that his followers were losing their minds by the accidents. Oh, God I can hardly think of this, and what happened. The brainwashing left me with no logic, and no idea the power of my words. Or the powers of being to manipulate the weather. God has blessed me again and again.
Though I believe my time has come to ask those who know to know. I saw this coming as well. Saw the rift between here and the East Coast liberals. We have the most people, and must come together to stop Trump, and charge him with Insurrection. This would cause his administration to be arrested for collusion, and many others. If the Government has finally truly and utterly turned on us, and they are certainly showing signs this could happen.... they no are no longer legitimate. Take away black and brown votes, gutting the voting rights act, will cause chaos. Rage. War. Riots. Or... I do not know. I am part of no underground that I know of now.
I am always humbled when one of you does something to protect me, or the Cardinal or others communicate. Democracy Now. I apologize for the burden I have placed upon you. I am sorry I have not shown the proper respect for your pain. I pray each night to be forgiven, for me, me, me.... all day I pray for you. I think only of my sins, so I try to avoid those thoughts that blast into my mind. I think of the Bishop turned away from a movie on Christmas, with his mother. Orange. Unless you are working with the blacks, the Mexicans, liberal whites, and true conservatives who want the constitution, and know it's purpose was not to make Kings who scoop up the starving at the gate to make soylent green to serve their slaves.
I cannot knowingly fight on an unjust side. I will fight like a God (I have no weapons other than prayers and FRIENDSHIP earned by proving I will give my life to fight injustice. However, how I reconcile this with saying stop slavery by taxing people, the rich. Then of course people attempted to once again think they could define me as racist, or predatory. God seemed to have stepped in. I see things happen and feel no agency. What the Simpsons showed me about Orange was the opposite of what I wanted. I wanted peaceful marches.
WE GOT THEM... now they need to be aimed. Now the crowds nurtured on peaceful community with law enforcement, can begin to publicly demand a trial for the President and his cohorts in an Insurrection..
