THEY'LL KILL ME ON JANUARY 20TH (1x Update)
I'll be there. As much as they will try, to keep me out of D.C. But I will be there. You will recognize me, you will know that it is me. I will be wearing a giant yellow six pointed star, front. Back? I will be wearing a giant bullseye.
On January 20th, 2025, they will kill me.
I'll see you there.
It's our Country. Given to us. You, and me. By G*d Almighty. And he doesn't much cotton to cowards. No he does not. It's time. Time to ante up. Freedom is not free. It costs. The bill has now come due.
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2:30 p.m.
L*RD IS G*D
My neighbor is moving. She's an old gal. Back to her family in the Midwest. After her BFF died, a couple of weeks back. Also a neighbor.
Yesterday she asked me if I had any dolls? She knows that I collect everything else. And then some. But no dolls.
And well when I was a young'n. G.I. Joe just came out. And every kid that I knew for miles around, would have no part of playing with dolls.
Anywho, too nice … too gorgeous a day, to not to get out. And do what? Shopping at the thrift store of course.
And what did I see? Yep, a really high zoot doll. Really, really underpriced. Luxurious detailed costume. Luxurious high quality hair. Porcelain head (of course). The real thing.
My neighbor, she lit up like a Christmas Tree. Man, did I get the better part of that deal! The keeler, slot loaded Velodyne subwoofer that I also snagged? Just a little bonus.
In the days, weeks, and months ahead, they will take much. But not our spirit's and soul's. Those, we will take to our grave.
L*rd is G*d.
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