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To everyone reading this. Your story is about to take a beautiful turn. I want you to hear that today. Not as a motivational phrase. Not as empty comfort. As something I believe with everything I have, because I have sat in the darkest places this injury can produce and found, in those places, a presence that does not abandon. Jesus said Come to me, all who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest. Not come to me when you are stronger. Not come to me when you have figured it out. Come as you are. Weary. Broken. Carrying things no human being should have to carry alone. He also said, I am the resurrection and the life. Not I was. Not I will be. I am. Present tense. Right now. In your room. In your body that is fighting. In the morning when the pain arrives before your eyes are fully open. In the night when the questions have no answers and the silence feels like abandonment. He is there. The most powerful stories ever told are not the ones without suffering. They are the ones where the suffering was real, fully, honestly, devastatingly real and love broke through it anyway. Abraham. Joseph. David. Job. And above all, the cross, which looked, to everyone watching, like the end of the story. It was the turning point. Your suffering is real. What was done to many of you is real. The abandonment, the gaslighting, the years lost, the bodies changed, none of that is minimised by faith. But faith says, this is not the final page. The turn is coming. You may not see it from where you are standing. You rarely can. But you are still here. Still fighting. Still telling the truth. Still choosing, in whatever way you can manage today, to get up and face it. That is not the posture of someone whose story is over. That is someone in the middle of something that has not yet shown its full meaning. Hold on. The most beautiful chapters are often the ones that come after the hardest ones. May God bless every single one of you. May His peace, the peace that passes all understanding, guard your hearts and your minds today. You are seen. You are loved. And your story is not finished.

The national debt is now larger than the U.S. economy. This is NOT sustainable.

Something needs to be said about a particular response that the vaccine injured receive far too often. “We warned you. We said it all along.” I want to address this directly, politely and honestly. Most people who took these injections never heard a single word from the people now claiming to have warned them. The vast majority of the injured were not on niche social media channels, were not following independent researchers, were not embedded in communities where these concerns were being raised. They made a decision, often under significant pressure, often under threat of losing their livelihood. Not everyone was a blind compliant sheep. Telling them “we warned you” is not only unhelpful. It is disrespectful. And it reveals something about the person saying it that they might want to examine honestly. It further broadens divide instead of coming together, what our society so desperately needs, which seems out of far reach. The goal was never to be right. The goal, if it was genuine, was to protect people. And if the warning never reached the person it was supposed to protect, then what exactly is being celebrated? We don’t want suicidal empathy either. I am just quite annoyed by these statements on here. The injured deserve compassion. Not pity. Not condescension. Not the smug satisfaction of people who want credit for a warning that arrived too quietly, in too few places, to have changed what happened. Climb down from the high horse. The injured did not deserve what was done to them. And they do not deserve this ignorant statements either.

The natural outcome of sex is a child. That’s not a rocket science. If you’re not prepared to take responsibility for a new human life, you’re not ready for the act itself. You can argue until you are blue in the face about freedom and rights and everything else, it doesn't change the truth. Stop acting like an irresponsible, petulant child. I know, difficult, because feminism gave you brain rot. If you are a woman willing to.murder her child for convenience, you're WRONG. If you are a man willing to allow a woman to murder a child, or encourage her, you are WRONG. Biology doesn’t negotiate with feelings or convenience.A woman is only fertile roughly 4–5 days per cycle. That means even outside of marriage (which is the wisest path), true responsibility only requires abstaining a handful of days a month. Is that really so difficult? Has whoredom become so rampant that you can't shut you legs for a few days? Amd to the men, same thing? You can't control yourself for a few days? Modern culture acts like pregnancy is an unpredictable accident. And the solution? Murder a bunc of babies, with callous indifference. And we watch society and individuals crumble alike. Why should this be surprising? The hedonistic, transactional, self centered depravity of our society is appalling. And it will only bring you more hardship. Stop swallowing the lie.

FISA 702 just passed the House. This bill lets the American government spy on Americans’ private communications without a warrant. This is unconstitutional tyranny.