With the last few months of idiocracy going on. It is hard not to ask yourself how we got to this point. There is no one thing, it has been a slow and gradual march through institutions, changing of thoughts, letting people become comfortable with ideas that should be horrifying to even consider. Atrocities become the norm, no one bats an eye, with comments of that is just the way it is. We talk about those that have become woke to this line of thinking. We say we are battling it. Yet really are we drawing a line in the sand? What are we doing in are local communities to fight these changes? They have given up to a degree on the older populace, going after children with parents that don’t pay attention to what they are being taught or go along with just because. When will this madness be stopped? I do not have that answer. Right now, I have more questions for myself of where I must draw the line.
The CDC is putting out their recommendations for what schools should do to open come this fall. Well with what they are putting out, it is no longer a place of learning at all. It will become a mental institution on a grand scale. They are destroying the youth, creating a slave race. Skin color, ideology, religion, everything that makes us who we are will be wiped away. Those that seek power over all for no reason but for power itself will still stamp out all diversity while quote being diversified.
Read it for yourself and if you do not find this disturbing then you are part of the problem.
I have been thinking of Chief Tecumseh today. He tried to gather his people and fight back against what was destroying his people and those of other tribes. He lost; even so he should be admired for standing up against that which was destroying his people. His words below ring true.
“So live your life that the fear of death can never enter your heart.
Trouble no one about their religion; respect others in their view, and demand that they respect yours.
Love your life, perfect your life, beautify all things in your life. Seek to make your life long and its purpose in the service of your people.
Prepare a noble death song for the day when you go over the great divide.
Always give a word or a sign of salute when meeting or passing a friend, even a stranger, when in a lonely place.
Show respect to all people and grovel to none.
When you arise in the morning give thanks for the food and for the joy of living. If you see no reason for giving thanks, the fault lies only in yourself.
Abuse no one and no thing, for abuse turns the wise ones to fools and robs the spirit of its vision.
When it comes your time to die, be not like those whose hearts are filled with the fear of death, so that when their time comes they weep and pray for a little more time to live their lives over again in a different way.
Sing your death song and die like a hero going home.”
~ Chief Tecumseh”
Have we as warriors, have it in us to sing our final death song, what are we willing to die for?
When in the military, the simple answer that was often said was the brother next to me. Many of those in the military genuinely do not care for the big picture of it all. Told where to go what to do, following orders from those at the top of the chain. At the end of the day those by your side are who mattered. I, along with many veterans now sit back and look at the world that we live in. The big policies we have overly ignored taking care of ourselves and those around us. We are being forced to look at the big picture.
When you awake the warriors of a nation, those that know their final death song. When you have back them into a corner with nothing left to lose. You can only push them so hard.
Agnitio Veritas Macto
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