The End Of Silence

I have watched over the last few months, how close to the brink civilization has staggered. Wars, and rumors of wars. Man’s greed becoming as dust in his mouth, his wealth evaporating before his eyes, and still the fool’s dance on.

Wake up sheeple, disaster is upon you even as you flip thru 200 channels of mind numbing drivel. The media has done its job well; dumbing down the masses to follow every edict of the powers that be.

The time to prepare is all but gone; the value of your currency all but transformed into smoke as the economy melts down, taking the American Dream for its last joy ride in Detroit’s folly.

If you cannot see the looming disaster, you will be sucked into the horror that will ensue, when you no longer can feed your family with the sweat of your brow, as you slave for the beast that consumes you.

The day of the sheeple is nearing its end. Burying your head in the sand like an ostrich will not make the boogieman go away; you have created him with your indifference, nurtured him with your silence, and elected him with your inaction.

I have watched with approval, the growing voices in the form of blogs, of those who recognize the peril we face. It is no longer a fringe element that voices their concern with our path. It is mainstream, for every voice that is raised in alarm, ten’s, and maybe hundred’s or thousands seek out the knowledge and encouragement written by the few who dare voice their concern online.

I salute all you who have taken up the task of preparing for the inevitable collapse. You will be those who’s spark will relight the next great nation, built upon the foundation of the old, as our pioneer forefathers built that which has been usurped by those bent upon it’s destruction.

God Bless You All