Freedom66

Every basic thing you need to live was free until someone decided they can own it.

IT’S MY BIRTHDAY!! Thank You Jesus❤️🎉

God gave us everything for free and we found a way to charge for it, destroy it, and sell it back to us.

@NiallHarbison Best thing ever ❤️ 💕

Will never get bored of little Stormzy and his new life. The dog that was once told he had to be put to sleep. From his parents... A little insight into one of Stormzy’s favourite pastimes… 🥹📺 It doesn’t matter what we’re watching Stormzy is always front and centre, completely glued to the screen, with a toy a hand just incase things get really exciting. 🤣 Right now, farmyard animals are his absolute favourite (second only to ducks, of course! 🦆). He also loves Paw Patrol and pretty much any cartoon. When it’s time to wind down, relaxing fish tank videos with calming background music are perfect for nap time. 😴 He’s just as invested when we’re watching human TV too… the only thing he isn’t so sure about is when another dog appears on screen. That’s his cue to puff up his hair, bark, and sprint a few laps around the living room. 🤣🐶 10 h

You're looking at a drone shot of Byron, New York, where thousands of acres of solar panels have swallowed up a county that boasts the MOST amount of productive agricultural land in the entire state. This is only a portion of the panels that have been anchored into Byron for Excelsior Solar. With the newly announced Brusselville Solar on the ORES docket, this aerial view will only encompass a fraction of the total solar footprint. Those responsible for this must be held accountable. This video should be on NATIONAL news. We are going to lose our state and the land that feeds us very quickly if there is not immediate intervention. This is dystopian, anti-human, catastrophic to wildlife, a direct threat to our future food autonomy, and the largest land grab of our American lifetimes from generational landowners to foreign corporations. And it's all on purpose.

@WallStreetApes I dont even eat out anymore because of this bs. You really cannot get good food or service anymore.

There needs to be better quality control in America This is the Starbucks Tomato & Mozzarella on Focaccia. This sandwich costs $7.89-$9.55 at most US locations This is what was received…. I included images from Starbucks’ own website of what this sandwich is supposed to look like… Major companies are getting away with robbing Americans blind

Almost Five years ago I was a healthy, very active man in the prime of my life. An artist by heart and soul who had traveled to over 100 countries, maintained peak health and fitness, and ran or hiked miles in nature almost every day. Simple, full, and free. Then on July 21, 2021, I received the Moderna COVID vaccine. I felt it the moment it entered my body. Within days a cytokine storm triggered a rare neuromuscular disease and multi-system damage. I went from the ICU to six brutal weeks in hospital, and nothing has been the same since. Today I am mostly bedridden, confined to my bedroom. I cannot work. I cannot drive. I cannot grocery shop. I can barely walk more than short distances on my best days. I have not left my house further than a quarter mile in years. Every single day I endure ischemic stroke-like episodes, a partially paralyzed diaphragm that makes breathing a struggle, severe neuropathic pain, esophagus and larynx spasms, severe swallowing issues that make eating difficult, severe trigeminal and occipital neuralgia, crushing fatigue, dysphagia that turns eating into an hour-long ordeal, neuro degeneration and neuromuscular disease diagnosed as ALS unspecified, and waves of symptoms that force me to be bedridden. Doctors mostly dismissed me as psychosomatic, anxious, or worse. One diagnosis I had to sue to have removed from my record. I spent over $60,000 chasing every treatment the injured community has tried. Nothing gave lasting relief. I became my own doctor , turning to sunlight, grounding, circadian alignment, nature, and my faith in God, which is what carries me when the body wants to quit. For three years I have spoken out , documenting my journey, writing on X and Substack, calling for acknowledgment, proper diagnostic codes, real care, and accountability for what was done to us. I stand with every vaccine-injured person who has been denied, dismissed, and abandoned. Yet suddenly the story has gone silent. People are no longer talking about the people who became severely disabled after one shot. Support has dwindled. The institutions that told us it was safe have offered no honest accounting. No real acknowledgment. No justice. The reality is that we did not recover when the headlines ended. We are still here. I am still here. Still mostly bedridden. 2026 has been brutal. Still fighting every single day. Still waiting for the truth to be told. Please share this. Not for sympathy, but because thousands of vaccine-injured people deserve to know they have not been forgotten. My time here in X soon comes to an end and halt, yet I am grateful to have met such wonderful people and the support I have received . I know there is not much you can do for us, but I am very grateful for all the absolutely amazing and wonderful prayers and words I have received. Thank you from my heart. Prayers is what this worlds needs more than ever. Please don’t stop believing and dreaming of a better world. God is not finished with us yet. May God Bless you and peace be with you.

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Pete Hegseth KNOCKS IT OUT OF THE PARK🫨! Take God out of the schools, incentivize not having a man in the home and watch the Devil fill the void🤬. I have to say, the Devil PLAYS THE LONG GAME😡! Who wants prayer back in schools🙋‍♂️?

@NiallHarbison Praying for this sweet girl 🙏🙏

3 days ago we got a report of a young puppy. Locals were frantic with worry. We were told it had been poisoned. It was time to swing into action as time was very limited (1/7) 🧵

I witnessed something on a flight from Denver to Atlanta last Tuesday that I haven't been able to stop thinking about. There was a young mom, couldn't have been older than 25, sitting a few rows behind me with a toddler who was completely losing it. Not a "spoiled kid" meltdown. A full-blown, terrified, sensory-overloaded meltdown. The kind where the child can't breathe between screams. People were turning around. One man, expensive watch, laptop open, muttered something under his breath loud enough for half the plane to hear. A woman near the window yanked her AirPods in and shook her head. The mom's eyes were glassy. She was bouncing him, whispering to him, completely alone in a tin can at 30,000 feet while strangers quietly judged her. Then a man stood up from the aisle seat across from me. He had to be in his late 60s. Wore a flannel shirt, work boots with actual dried mud on them, and a John Deere cap with a bent brim. His hands, I noticed his hands, were the hands of a man who had spent his life fixing things that were actually broken. He walked back to her without hesitating. No announcement. No fanfare. "I got eight grandkids, sweetheart. Give him to me. Go drink some water." She hesitated. He just held out his arms. She handed him the baby. He didn't bounce him. Didn't shush him. He just held that boy against his chest and started walking the aisle, talking to him in a low, slow voice about what the wing flaps were doing. About cumulus clouds. About how jet fuel gets made. The kid was asleep in twelve minutes. The man with the expensive watch had gone very quiet. The mom was asleep before the old man even made it back to her row. So he sat down next to her empty seat. And he just... stayed. Held that sleeping stranger's child for the rest of the flight. Never woke her. Never asked for anything. Just stared out the window and kept that rhythmic, slow pat going on the little boy's back, the muscle memory of a grandfather who has done this a thousand times. When we landed and she woke up in a panic, he handed her son back like it was nothing. She tried to thank him. He was already putting on his jacket. "You're doing a good job, mama. It doesn't look like it right now. But you are." And he was gone into the crowd before she could say another word. I don't know that man's name. I don't know where he was going or where he came from. But I have thought about him every single day this week. Because nobody asked him to get up. No one would have blamed him for staying in his seat. He just saw someone drowning and decided that was enough of a reason. Be that person. You don't need a reason. You don't need to know them. You just have to decide the moment in front of you is worth showing up for.

Post the latest photo of your pet or pets. I’ll go first. No cheating 👀

You are lovely 🫵🏻😁🫵🏻🐦‍⬛

most people still think that was education 🤣

@NHoffman87616 Honestly...they slowly killing us all. Im so over it 😠

WV 5/31 06:30 4 the record. Sadly true. 🤬 WTPOTW ? Sold out. Fumigated. Eliminated. Time to locate some bunkers.

🔥 FUCK THIS SHIT! 🔥 It's absolutely DISGUSTING and pathetic that @martinamcbride, @bretmichaels and these other fake ass "patriots" are refusing to show up for America's 250th anniversary just because Donald Trump is involved. These talentless frauds and gutless losers built their whole careers off the back of this country. The freedom, the fans, the opportunities America gave them and now they wanna spit in its face over politics? What a bunch of whiny, virtue signaling BITCHES. You don't get to cash in on American dreams for decades and then boycott the biggest birthday this nation will ever throw. Never forget this betrayal. If you can't put the country first for one goddamn day, then WE THE PEOPLE won't support your sorry asses going forward. No more streams, no more tickets, no more merch. Go fuck off to whatever blue gay retarded bubble you crawled out of. America doesn't need you. But you sure as hell needed America. 🖕🖕🖕

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🚨 NEWSMAX: “We've got almost 500,000 Americans living with a rare tick borne illness that makes people allergic to meat, but not the lab grown meat that Bill Gates has invested … Maybe this is not a coincidence after all?”