I have been spending an exorbitant amount of time the last few months consumed with future of America. The weight of truth lays heavy across my shoulders, and the yoke of responsibility harder still. The responsibility to stand with the courage of Leonidas against the gathering armies of tyranny accosts me at every turn. The oppression that threaten our very lives leers without fear.
The danger is clear. The freedoms we have enjoyed are in peril. Even our very lives hang in the balance. Maybe not today or tomorrow, or next month or even next year, but soon. The bell has tolled on our civilization, the United States as we know it is ending. History is clear, we are swiftly going the way of the Babylonians, Greeks, Romans, English: our days of dominance are at an end.
But how stem the tide? To fight back and salvage a remnant of our glory. The end may be near, but why go softly into the darkness? How does one make their voice heard in the mist of a generation that does not care? How do you awaken your peers to the danger if they have been told there is no danger? If they do not understand, or worse they embrace this darkness, can there be any awakening with out the oppression of tyranny? Is it possible to be Paul Revere if no one is looking for the lanterns?
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