Older & wiser. Have the scars to prove it.
I’m so fING pissed.
Been texting ‘my’ people like I do EVERY FING MORNING while I have coffee, tea etc…. And I am suddenly so FING PISSED. I am Fing tired of trying to drag the whole lot of their lazy asses to shore. I am Fing tired of it!!!!!!!!!!!
I have just decided AFTER sending more than half dozen texts this morning to my Normies, with the last one, YET AGAIN another link to the FALL OF THE CABAL series on Rumble, with the admonition that they need to KNOW WHO THE ENEMY IS….I begin pacing & yelling in my kitchen, “I NEED NEW PEOPLE.”
I NEED NEW FING PEOPLE.
I N E E D N E W F I N G P E O P L E!
They ain’t getting another damn piece of information from me THE REST OF THIS DAY…
And if I had any damn sense…the duration of this APOCALYPSE.
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Join with me in prayer…”PLEASE GOD, LIGHT THE MOTHER OF ALL FIRES UNDER ALL NORMIE ASSES. AN UNQUENCHABLE, TORMENTING FIRE THAT IS ONLY QUELLED WITH THE TRUTH OF AWAKENING. IN JESUS, I PRAY.”
Let’s manifest some torment!
I think we are all at this same point. Exhausted by it, frustrated and actually humiliated when they laugh at the thought of what is true but they can't see it.
Older & wiser. Have the scars to prove it.
And still we fight…
Yes, we are somehow pushed to do it.
