I can save myself, my family, and you. Maybe.

There’s been alot written to help you prepare for the coming non stop fun that will be the hallmark of the incoming change in our government. We dance by the fire that burns.

And the fire that burns twice as bright was the one that took the targetting control system offline. It was thrown out like so many tweets in the early morning, the years run too short and the days too fast. The things you lean on , the things that don’t last. These have been thrown out to block out the real world — to take you out of the picture. You are the forgotten man and woman in America. Don’t know why you should feel there’s something to learn. It’s just a game you play.

The picture’s changing, you’re part of the crowd. The people have given you a grassroots astro turf neon colored God. You’re there with all of them, breathless, waiting on the story you will tell your children, and they, their children — of Apollo, The Sun God. The greatest blocker that ever lived. And the bare chested Russian … the one with the billions hidden in Swiss Bank Accounts, black budgets, tenders for closed mines and plants, and the money that keeps accumulating like so much cash flowing into a Russian Malware account. One that will one day be swept clean. But until then, we wait … we cheer. We are all in this together. And as for myself, I have a job to do. For my family. My business. Maybe my home. My community. I can hear the spanish guitar playing at the end of a lonely, dust covered main street.

Wouldn’t it be great if I could save you? Maybe that’s why on a cold day, I am here wondering what my next move will be. John Nash went insane, and wandered Paris — sending home letters with venn diagrams written in them that said … “Revenge — Justice — Mercy — Love”.

I will try to make use of everything that has been in my life. But I am not mixing politics with Paranoia. The change we need is fundamental — social, economic, and cultural. The figurehead, the corporate blockers, the pirate ship cabinet — are secondary. What we do is up to us. What I do is up to me. What you do is up to you. The signs are there. 7 percent approval rating for congress. Mass inequality. A black money elite stealing from the rest of the population. Corporations laden with black money pushing hard-bias think tank bullshit into a data smog that descends over our country and hides the operations of those stealing from us.

But they really want more. They want our soul. Our life force. They want our minds. They want a population of people who submit completely to them, a modern form of tyranny.

A tyranny so complete — a cruel, unreasonable and arbitrary exercise of power that will vault them into transhuman existence. They seek the brass ring of immortality and a separate world where you exist to feed them. They will be the first to install the IOT devices in them. They will be the first to descend into the liquid bath and regenerate. The first to take drugs that will reverse age them. And if those drugs require extracting blood from you, then we will find you on the roadside, with two holes drilled in your neck. And there will be a story to tell. Their story.

How do I save you? How do I save us? I am not strong. My eyes cannot see the future. There is no real enemy before us now.

But I can feel the dogs of war coming. I can smell their awful breath. I can hear the sound of their feet. Help me to find my faith. Let me fight for all that is good. And all that is fair, to make an open source democratic socialist state — to stand for the powerless, the forgotten, and the true let us fight and let us win. Let us defeat an Authoritarian Sovereign, let us stand against the forces that seek to turn things backward — let us Unite. And let our voices join together in Resistance.

“ Tyranny is the exercise of power beyond right, which nobody can have a right to; and this is making use of the power any one has in his hands, not for the good of those who are under it, but for his own private, separate advantage.” — John Locke “Two Treatises of Government”

Please don’t believe it starts here. It doesn’t. It starts inside you. Everyone has faith. And if mine right now seems weak, or lost — please know that seeing you strengthens me. Together, we can make it. But start with your family, your friends, your home. Not here.

However bad you think it’s going to be. It will be worse. Be ready.