Who are you?
Aug 19, 2014 19:10:48 GMT -5
Post by watchful on Aug 19, 2014 19:10:48 GMT -5
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I have deleted this article off my desktop over 20 times in the past year. I deleted it because I wasn't ready to experience the feelings that I believe are needed now, this day, this hour. The feelings I want to convey to my fellow humans so they can stop others from feeling.
Who exactly are you? You may know your name, but are you in denial about what you can or will do in certain circumstances? Do you accept your strengths as well as you accept your weaknesses? Do you even consider your weaknesses as your own or do you assign them to that other you? It is time to know the answers to all of these questions. The answers may save the lives of you, and your entire family!
It took me almost 27 yeas of military service to answer some of those questions. The answers were not what I wanted them to be. The answers made me what I had become, not what I had desired. The answers made me restructure my plans of action, and prospects of survival.
Daily, we read stories off the TV, Papers, and Internet about families attacked by men and women assigned to the organizations we thought were there to protect us. We hear discussions by supposedly experts in law enforcement, and legal matters and their aspect is often similar to our own. They, and we often in our own minds visualize our homes entered, and our families face down with their hands cuffed with pull-ties on our family room floor while some strangers in dark uniforms reach into private places searching roughly for who knows what. We feel the anger, and the fear that arises in our throats. We live again, and again, the desperate struggles we feel as we try to rise while another dark uniformed figure stands on our necks holding us where we must watch the search of our wife or daughter while they chuckle as she struggles. What can we do?
It took me years of practice, training to develop abilities that if given an opportunity to take out this type of person. However by doing so would I make it better or simply make it worse? The indecision is worse than the bullet I would earn for trying. What would I do if it happened at my house? To answer this I would need to answer the one in the title of this article.
WHO AM I?
When those cops, DHS, Merc's, whom ever do their thing they turn that question off. Can I? Can I simply drop all semblance of law abiding, sane, future thinking human being, and draw and place a 127 grains of lead into his right eye socket without any hesitation or remorse, and then turn the weapon to repeat that on the one entering the doorway. Forever giving up any chance of sitting with my grandchild on my knee. Knowing without thinking that even if the address was incorrect that from this day on it would become the home of a killer, and terrorist. Knowing that in retaliation that one or more of my family will join me in the hell that is coming. Is there an alternative?
There is always an alternative! Is it acceptable is the real question. These same questions were behind the eyes of the Soldiers at Yorktown. This question was behind the beards at the Alamo. These thoughts rode up the desert pass at TorraBorra with the 1000 men of the Light Brigade in the 1800's, and again in the Afghanistan war with our Army. They were there in the minds of the 10th in Vietnam. They will be there when the new patriots look across Keenan Street in Ferguson Missouri?
I know I am a weak man. Will I have the courage to make that choice. When I have made it will I do as needed or close my eyes when the round goes off. We all need to know the answers of these questions, and we need them soon.
The next pass of the protestors in Ferguson could result in some NWO greased rail Lieutenant with special orders calling for item 22 (my selection not a document) that will bring 5 High Explosive Fragmentation Rounds from a preprogrammed Mortar weapon into the crowd on a specific coordinate to end what we have known for our entire lives. The aftermath will be patriots, and soldiers, attacking each other for the next 50 years. No quarter, no friends, no relations, no right, no wrong just killing like we see in the streets of Gaza, Kiev, Baghdad, and Jerusalem. Mothers and Daughters, and Sisters pulled in different directions and circumstances.
Today those Alphabet agents, Uniformed County and Municipality officers, and those uniformed soldiers of this nation all go home every night. They strip down to the shorts, and sip cool drinks as they watch things that happened on someone else's street in abject disbelief. That wouldn't happen on my street! They state between sips. It will!
So the question of "Who are You?" applies to them as well
We all claim to be prepared for when TSHTF. However are we ready to be that fan? Are we ready to start our new lives in the time it takes to draw and fire? If not then we all need to go fishing. Do everything we ever desired. Sit quietly in our study, and write our last instructions for anyone who remains to read them. To clean our weapons, and supplies. Kiss our loved ones daily so they will remember us fondly when we don't return!
Because tomorrow may be the day when it all changes. But more Importantly we need to know and love who we are, and know we will do what we need to do regardless of the opinions of our friends, family, or those who will circle to sing our demise in joy.
I have deleted this article off my desktop over 20 times in the past year. I deleted it because I wasn't ready to experience the feelings that I believe are needed now, this day, this hour. The feelings I want to convey to my fellow humans so they can stop others from feeling.
Who exactly are you? You may know your name, but are you in denial about what you can or will do in certain circumstances? Do you accept your strengths as well as you accept your weaknesses? Do you even consider your weaknesses as your own or do you assign them to that other you? It is time to know the answers to all of these questions. The answers may save the lives of you, and your entire family!
It took me almost 27 yeas of military service to answer some of those questions. The answers were not what I wanted them to be. The answers made me what I had become, not what I had desired. The answers made me restructure my plans of action, and prospects of survival.
Daily, we read stories off the TV, Papers, and Internet about families attacked by men and women assigned to the organizations we thought were there to protect us. We hear discussions by supposedly experts in law enforcement, and legal matters and their aspect is often similar to our own. They, and we often in our own minds visualize our homes entered, and our families face down with their hands cuffed with pull-ties on our family room floor while some strangers in dark uniforms reach into private places searching roughly for who knows what. We feel the anger, and the fear that arises in our throats. We live again, and again, the desperate struggles we feel as we try to rise while another dark uniformed figure stands on our necks holding us where we must watch the search of our wife or daughter while they chuckle as she struggles. What can we do?
It took me years of practice, training to develop abilities that if given an opportunity to take out this type of person. However by doing so would I make it better or simply make it worse? The indecision is worse than the bullet I would earn for trying. What would I do if it happened at my house? To answer this I would need to answer the one in the title of this article.
WHO AM I?
When those cops, DHS, Merc's, whom ever do their thing they turn that question off. Can I? Can I simply drop all semblance of law abiding, sane, future thinking human being, and draw and place a 127 grains of lead into his right eye socket without any hesitation or remorse, and then turn the weapon to repeat that on the one entering the doorway. Forever giving up any chance of sitting with my grandchild on my knee. Knowing without thinking that even if the address was incorrect that from this day on it would become the home of a killer, and terrorist. Knowing that in retaliation that one or more of my family will join me in the hell that is coming. Is there an alternative?
There is always an alternative! Is it acceptable is the real question. These same questions were behind the eyes of the Soldiers at Yorktown. This question was behind the beards at the Alamo. These thoughts rode up the desert pass at TorraBorra with the 1000 men of the Light Brigade in the 1800's, and again in the Afghanistan war with our Army. They were there in the minds of the 10th in Vietnam. They will be there when the new patriots look across Keenan Street in Ferguson Missouri?
I know I am a weak man. Will I have the courage to make that choice. When I have made it will I do as needed or close my eyes when the round goes off. We all need to know the answers of these questions, and we need them soon.
The next pass of the protestors in Ferguson could result in some NWO greased rail Lieutenant with special orders calling for item 22 (my selection not a document) that will bring 5 High Explosive Fragmentation Rounds from a preprogrammed Mortar weapon into the crowd on a specific coordinate to end what we have known for our entire lives. The aftermath will be patriots, and soldiers, attacking each other for the next 50 years. No quarter, no friends, no relations, no right, no wrong just killing like we see in the streets of Gaza, Kiev, Baghdad, and Jerusalem. Mothers and Daughters, and Sisters pulled in different directions and circumstances.
Today those Alphabet agents, Uniformed County and Municipality officers, and those uniformed soldiers of this nation all go home every night. They strip down to the shorts, and sip cool drinks as they watch things that happened on someone else's street in abject disbelief. That wouldn't happen on my street! They state between sips. It will!
So the question of "Who are You?" applies to them as well
We all claim to be prepared for when TSHTF. However are we ready to be that fan? Are we ready to start our new lives in the time it takes to draw and fire? If not then we all need to go fishing. Do everything we ever desired. Sit quietly in our study, and write our last instructions for anyone who remains to read them. To clean our weapons, and supplies. Kiss our loved ones daily so they will remember us fondly when we don't return!
Because tomorrow may be the day when it all changes. But more Importantly we need to know and love who we are, and know we will do what we need to do regardless of the opinions of our friends, family, or those who will circle to sing our demise in joy.