Describes my day pretty aptly. I can't watch movies or series any more. There are only a couple of pieces of music that I'd like to listen to. Can't really participate in most of the conversations unless it's something I can drop some crumbs. The earlier life I led seems distant. Actually, I'm mostly looking forward to evenings and getting in touch with folks and see what they've dug up everyday.

Then again, this is the only time in my life when I really know that there are others. There are others who have known something's off for a very long time. There are others who didn't conform, and who continue to search and speak the truth.

We may not be able to meet in person for some time, but rest assured, there are others. There are millions of us. It does feel like being connected to long lost sisters and brothers.

Martin, Martin, Martin👀 on point AGAIN🎇 I work for a freemason 8 hours a week. Those 8 hours are seriously a detachment for me in every way. 123 Fren....let's fooking go😎

...it lit a fire under me that won't stop me screaming until they're all untied from the hangman and used as fertilizer!!!

We are under siege.

Siege by its nature is long, drawn out and numbing.

It feels like Ragnarock is a slow, creeping icing over of all, not a wild storm.

We fight by refusing to give in to the creeping propaganda. We are promised Summer, but the ice age continues to move towards us, calving yet more fields of lies and hate.

We become cold inside, breathing the propaganda crystals every day, feeling our hearts icing over, but, still we fight, still refuse to be wholly consumed by it, our WILL is our strength... our refusal to bend.

The warrior in us cannot be bowed.

I think we can see the sun beginning to creep over the frozen horizon...

The House votes on income tax, the net closing on Biden, Twitter singing, normies rubbing their eyes and blinking at that bright thing in the distance...

I stand on the parapet, awaiting the next wave of propaganda, I know there are those like me, like you, standing there too, and the sun is rising, slowly, a little more each day

Capital WHACKY .

Martin you 100% hit the mark again. I will only add that for those who are awake in this wacky dream, our mandate is to just keep “ blessing up” and keep the frequency’s high whereever we go.

this.

💯 my thoughts on this. I don’t even read all the anon articles and research on anything anymore. I see the headline or gist and just agree it’s probably true and don’t spend my time. I use my time to set my mind on things above. Stay in the positive vibes and out of the negative. My new roommate wonders why I never watch tv with her in the living room. Well, all she watches is football, news or reality tv.

Twilight Zone .

My feelings, exactly. It actually pains me to have to ‘interact’ with people whose heads are still stuck in the sand. I feel like my eyes must looked glazed over around them, or perhaps rolled to the back of my head. ;)

And it only got worse. We're told "Military is the only way".
But the brazillian patriots, after over 2 fucking months pulling the largest protest in history, saw the military obeying the corrupt supreme court and threatening to attack the peacefull protesters.

I made I promisse I woulnd't lose faith but after this I don't think I can keep it. It's all "We're winning big" and they turn the table by literally pressing a button.
I'm depressed and trying to put myself in denial and to become someone who doesn't care, because otherwise I'll stay in bed untill I die.
This treachery from the military was the last straw. I'm done.

Now all I can do is watch "us winning" as they arrest 74 years old women to concentration camps and the media call such people "terrorists".

This is the part that really hurts. It's like watching the world from behind a glass wall and it feels like no going back. But then where do we go until it is time to return to God?

Yes, indeed it is!

❤️💥🙏👍...good to see you back Martin !!

true dat!!

So true!