As we approach the celebration of the American Independence, I can’t help but take a moment to say the sacrifice appears for naught. We have been stripped of our most basic rights. We have but three boxes, the Soap box the ability to air our grievances in the public square, the ballot box where we decide who should represent our ideals and welfare, the Cartridge box where we stand firm against tyranny. Let’s start with the first, large corporate media and the conglomerate of social media have stripped us of our voice. We no longer are allowed; through the medium of the times social media, to express an idea of dissent, or call out the incompetence of our elected representation. We must comply with the message the ruling class decides. This is not American. The ballot box, has been stripped and nullified by a party that will do anything to maintain power and control. The final box; the cartridge box, The rifle, long revered in the American home, is now vilified as the cause for the violence in America. This is done not to make us safer but to remove the last encumbrance to total tyranny. It appears that like our forefathers we must once again stand against tyranny with the only option we have left. This is the least wanted option. Not one American wants to resort to the last box to resolve our grievances. We want to once again be able to make our voices heard on the soapbox, the ballot box and never the cartridge box. We want the restoration of the Constitution and have our voices heard, our representatives to be held accountable and our votes to matter. Stand strong and continue to express our grievances to our representatives without censorship or fear of reprisal from an overreaching judiciary. Let us once again be Free and Independent of the tyranny of government. Let us be Independent Free Americans, Who standing for the rights of the individual; must be unencumbered by the bureaucratic overreach and live as a rugged free individual. We the People must once again stand against tyranny and show the world what it means to be Americans, Land of the Free and Home of the Brave.
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The Mask Removed
As the left releases its masked marauders on the citizen to terrorize and persecute those of differing views it reveals their real identity. The mask is off, the genocidal, racist that proclaim the rights of the downtrodden are melting down. The fact that the Constitution, the rule and law of the land has taken control from them and given it back to the citizen is unbearable. The mask is removed it will be a summer of violence and government supported outrage against the American. While they have held citizens in jail for over a year , they will simply say that these people only want their rights restored, no arrest, no trial. Local elected affiliates will stand idly by while innocent people are beaten and killed. Stand firm as these things evolve. Find a group and build a network to ensure safe passage as you move about your daily life. The evil is revealed and they know that hiding is now pointless. Be safe, be aware and if necessary be dangerous!
Summer in the South
Summer in the south is hard. High heat. high humidity. Snakes and poison everything are alive and thriving. However, the summer brings thunderstorms. There is nothing better than the wind through the trees and rain falling through the leaves. Thunder as if One Thousand cannons fire a salute, preceded by lightning so sharp you could slice a tomato. Following these storms there is a respite from the heat for a brief moment of comfort. Here is to summer in the south, for all of it’s suffering it gives a gift of natural beauty incomparable to anywhere else in the world.
Dealing with injury
So we are one day past surgery. Pain is manageable. The Dr pushing pain pills. I have chosen to not use them in my life. I have had a bunch of injuries in my life, some severe and some catastrophic. I have been buried, burned, stabbed and shot. I broke my back in 6 places and walked away. I have never taken pain meds. The loss of discernment and cognitive thought are something I am unwilling to deal with. Pain is a function of healing. Pain let’s you know that you are injured and need to slow down to prevent more. It also allows you to feel the healing process. As the pain diminishes you know you are getting better. The drugs hide the pain and give you a sense of relief. While the pain is merely a psychological signal, you can overcome pain by using the same psychological process. Pain is in the mind and the mind can overcome pain. Focus on task to make yourself well and think only positive thoughts. Pain is real but pain is weak and a strong mindset and perseverance will always overcome pain. Yesterday I was in a halo after having surgery on my cervical spine. Today I am in a brace writing a blog. I am fully aware of my surroundings and able to communicate with my caretaker and watching some educational tv. Be safe, be cautious and if necessary be dangerous.
As we sit and enjoy the cool breeze after a hot week here in the south, the thoughts of home come to mind. I left my home, to find out who I am, as I sit here enjoying a clear star filled sky. I believe I have. While I miss my friends, my family has died, I find no comfort in Home. I have a new life and have found who I am. While I am still my Mothers son. I am now myself. Who I am, held back by a place of desolation and poverty, is a writer, a teacher and a patriot. Home, while it made me, also suppressed my ability to grow. Not grow in the physical aspect, but in the complex growth of being an individual. I owe my being to where I came from but I do not hold it as a place of refuge. I discovered a world outside of the place I was raised. I have been around the world, seen people and places beyond my imagination. Having found a place in the world, I find no solace in the place I come from. Look beyond your home and find the real you, no one knew existed, yourself! Home is where you can be you, not where you are from.
Days of Repair
As I get closer to the surgical procedure to rectify my current physical decline, Gunny and I have taken this weekend to rest and rejuvenate. Gunny from 2 days and a night at daycare, myself from the constant grind of work. My injury has increased my pain, my work my stress. Today while waiting for the comforter to dry Gunny and I spent an hour outside, him laying with a stick to chew and I in the shade listening to the wind through the trees. These days of relaxation and spending time with Gunny have been a respite from the stress of impending surgery and the grind of work. Gunny has again been a faithful companion and has not left my side. Gunny knows, with the omnipotent psyche of dogs, that I am hurt. He while rolling in the grass would stop to make sure I was ok. As we sat in the shade of the forest, each lost in our thoughts, his were on me. Gunny is a good companion and his friendship is resolute. He ask only for a pat on the head, a bowl of food and the time to lay in the grass and chew a stick. For these small demands I am given a companion, who without thought for his well being would sacrifice his for mine. As the wind blows through the trees, the infinity of the world is brought into focus. The immensity of the physical ailment is carried away on the wind, while close by the most noble creature on earth raises his head to listen, smell and scan to ensure my safety. Thanks Gunny for keeping me sane and grounded as we work towards a resolution of my injuries. When God saw man was in need of saving, he first sent the Dog, then his Son.
Leaders Eat Last
I do not consider myself a leader. I am more of a mentor. I was fortunate to of been raised in a time of Men. Some of my greatest influences were grunt Marines. Most were Fire Fighters, Law Enforcement or skilled laborers. What always amazed me was the confidence and authority these men carried without trying. People always seemed to ask their opinion on critical decisions. None of these men imposed their will, unless provoked. They were natural leaders. I know as a young man and being in some critical situations on Mountains and job sites, it was a comfort to everyone when they stepped up to resolve the problem. I never felt they were overbearing or harsh. They were always a guide, a solid source of information. I also noticed they were the first to work, the last to stop and whether in charge or not, they always made sure we were safe and secure. These men carried responsibility like loose change, always with them and willing to use it when needed. These men were mentors and philosophers of life. Having experienced adversity and survived had left them with little concern for minor inconveniences. It also taught them to pass on what they knew and ensure a new generation of mentors. Be the first to work, the last to leave, and always eat last! The people you influence the most, are influenced not by words but by actions.
Secure in your Person and Property
As we see the fervor spewing forth about gun control. Remember this is the Second most important right in our Constitution. Why you ask? The right to keep and bear arms was placed in that position by our founders to ensure the rugged individual American was secure in his person and property. While the security of the constitution,the rule and law of the land was included in the original intent. The real reason was the sovereignty of the individual. The free people upholding their own security from threats both foreign and domestic was paramount. See America is not a mob, it is a group of rugged individuals bound together by the desire for independence and freedom. The gun, once a revered and respected tool, was the key to securing it. The control they seek is not a cessation of the mob violence they promote, it is the removal of the only tool given to ensure your safety and security in your person and property. Be vigilant and strong in your fight to preserve the right to be independent, and never live under the boot of tyranny and fear!!
Today I was discussing online about the current situation in America. As we see the downward spiral from sanity and morality, I see hard times for the delusional followers of the mob. These people who believe in and are dependent on the elected class to provide their every need will soon see the effects of blindly following along. As goods and services spike in cost, and some become unavailable, who will they turn to. The elected representatives care not for your suffering. These people without resources or means will seek their fortune at your expense. As people get hungry they will turn to those with food for support. When they meet resistance, violence will ensue. We need to take a step back and look around our environment. The elect are trying everything they have to silence, shame and disarm the resistance. Why? The reason is to ensure compliance through suffering. As the base of the elect start terrorizing the general population, they want them as meek as sheep at the shearing house. If you fight back, your a racist. If you speak out you are a racist. If you redress your grievances with the elect, yep your are a racist. These people are starving American born babies to provide for the non citizen. I see a future rife with conflict. Rhetoric and physical violence will soon be the norm as neighbor turns on neighbor for the basics of everyday life. Be aware and prepare yourself now. The objective of the current elect is to change America. I fear they have succeeded and the change is for the worse. This will get worse before it gets better. Find some people and bond now as time is slipping away to get ready. Be Safe, Be Aware and take a personal SitRep.
Weep not for the warrior, he chose his path!
Weep with his family so that his memory will last forever!!
We sleep peacefully in our beds at night because rough men stand ready to do violence on our behalf. These men and women face the wolf, sometimes with dire consequences. We can honor their memory by standing against the wolves and keeping their sacrifice alive!
Till Valhalla Sheepdogs! We have the watch!