While I was sitting with my mother in her illness this past year, I have had a lot of time to ponder some things. To look deeply at myself. I asked myself some hard questions, examined what I believe and maybe more importantly, what I am unsure about. Short of you being the terminally ill party, nothing draws out your inner feelings like watching someone you love die.
Humanity seems poised to slide into global despotism. Tyranny and false worship of the collective and its goals seems to be more than just a fad here in 2019. Our system of representative government has utterly failed. What is worse than one royal tyrant? Thousands of them. Our public servants have become our masters, by force and by coercion.
The public at large seems more than willing to allow themselves to be completely enslaved in a system where they exchange their labor, and therefore their very lives, for the chains which will hold them. They actually demand it. Giving power to men and women who despise them and who will use every machination to keep that power. It indeed is like watering the tree that holds up the noose around our necks.
As I have eluded in the past, I believe that individualists are incapable by and large of herd mentality and are more solid in their principles. So we see in the comments at big sites like WRSA, and eloquently explained here…
So we probably will not ever come together like the collectivists do because their nature is the collective while ours is the individual (and then tribal).
Where does this leave us?
In reality, not really in such a bad place.
Read this from NC Scout about how perhaps lots and lots of individuals could really give collectivism a bad time.
Now to the man in the mirror.
What am I willing to do? What are you willing to do?
TL recently opined that the time for words is about done. That we are into nut cutting time. Are we? Are you?
Are you really good with it? It isn’t like the movies. I don’t think we will feel good, or inspired or even vindicated. I think we will feel hollow. I think our souls will ache and our hearts will dry up. If you enjoy it, what is to come, then I don’t want you around me and mine honestly.
We each should be examining ourselves, making peace with the requirements of our position. Hesitation will spell doom, the time for fleshing out your willingness is long before you are faced with opportunity.
Masks are coming down. It isn’t a matter of coexistence with these people. Like (i) slam and many other evils, it is come along or be killed.
They mean to convert you, to heal your thinking and if not… they will kill you or imprison you.
We seem to be waiting for a sign.