Foregone Conclusions

Perhaps it is lack of sleep, perhaps just a pessimistic nature... Foregone conclusions? I would hope not but they nag at me so much... Whatever the case, I need to get these off my chest:

That which once was birthright of all mortal man is being taken away by arrogant globalist fucks who presume godhood.

The Cowards That Be hide sinister intents behind smiling faces, acting as your servant when they presume to be your master.

The shining light of humanity's hope is being snuffed out and the dark ages shall descend upon all human kind once again.

Lives meant by our Creator to conclude peacefully at a wisened old age, surrounded by love and compassion, will find sudden and solitary conclusion in the cold heart of coming storm, forced into the light by automatons who dispense eternity in 3-round bursts of 5.56 NATO

The blood within the veins of good men will seep into cold hard ground, yet the blood of those who steal from the producers and defile our very souls will continue to flow in their bodies.

Liberty will soon be raped and murdered like a naive schoolgirl in the dark alleyway of an inner city slum, and our representatives are the ones holding her hand and leading her into it.

The vibrant colors of our reality shall fade into gray, then to black.

Most Americans will accept the collar and leash willingly, and will sell their tenth generation descendants bodies, souls, and human dignity for another momentary high like the lowest form of methamphetamine addict

Mankind will merge with machine at a distinct disadvantage and become forever detached from God's design

No amount of hopelessness will prove to be enough to stop liberty-minded individuals from holding on, regardless of the price they pay for their freedoms.

Many people will only find freedom when they bleed out and fade into the light. Many others will gladly trade everyone's freedoms for thirty pieces of Amero scanned into their slave-chip and another day of breathing.

It was our parent's fate to know gross excess, gluttony, greed, and ignorant hedonistic bliss. It is our fate to know loss, suffering, struggle, and anguish.

We have been sold and are to be delivered.

Every crisis has been planned, plotted, implemented, and brought to bear wicked fruit for a reason.

A million eyes, a million ears, and five hundred thousand minds witness your movements and decide your worth in unison.

You are already signed over, and you are destined for the slaughter. The only trick is determining the where, when, and how.