Each time I learn a little more about how our history is fabricated I can’t quite decide how to react. Upset at having been deceived? Amused at the strangeness of it? Horrified at the cruelty we have been subjected to? Grateful for having a chance to see beyond the lies?
its always been a war of principalities, i understand what youre processing , there just isnt time to hold on to the past. it hits me again and again and every time i hand it to God.
