For 5 years I have had to live with this utterly weird situation of wondering what happens to little old Martin if humanity wakes up and realises the Q op was the real deal so makes a beeline for my work. On one level of course I feel flattered, and relieved at people escaping the mind control prison. At another level, it's my worst nightmare come true, as I'm a quiet and private person who wants to be left alone. It's like total success is also total disaster. The price of having the courage to put my own name to my work is endless infamy. At no time did I ever seek this! Just happened to be in the right/wrong place and time, and applied my skill of saying what I see to the obvious thing in front of me. Part of me urgently wants to become a recluse and disappear from public view, while the warrior spirit says get out there and fight the fight. The real cost of "social media combat" is that you might "win" the game of attention. There has never been anything like this before.

Say "No" to anything you don't want to be involved in. Say "Yes" to what you want to be involved in. Set the boundaries you choose. Don't let others tell you what you can and cannot do.

This applies to you too Martin! 😊
"The Best Is Yet To Come!" - DJT