THIS IS WAR!!!!!!

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Can you feel it? In your cars, driving, standing in the lines in the store, do you wonder? Do you feel it as I do, so thick you can cut the air with a knife. The conversations in the booth behind you in the restaurant. The quaint, humble looking people. Then you key into the conversation. They are talking about taking gun classes, about "Betty" at church, everyone is using her gun. Talk of buying guns. Do you look at your fellow American's, once passed with a comment of the weather, or current local events, now being sized up as "survivors" or "casualties"?

Victims of crimes in this country, are placed at the front, or the end of the train of justice, based on the social placement of the crime in relevance to elections.

Mother's, Father's, blue collar workers, fight the winter's sick... sometimes even wondering if they will make it through... unable to see a doctor in America, because they cannot afford to. What costs a pharmacy cents, we are charged hundreds. We watch our health crumble and worry for nothing other than how to "fund" the "establishment"

You force place so many costs on us, we feel we'll surely crumble at the end of each day. You drive wedges between our family bonds because we cannot rest. We have to pay others to raise our children, so we can fund your wars. Still we get nothing. Higher taxes to build things no one really needs.

You allow mortgage companies in control of where we live. In charge of our American DREAM. You allow them to send us letters in demand of ... force placed insurances... escrow... at will. Driving up our balances where our homes become out of reach, and still... we fight on.

You... you have taken so many of our freedom's away so slowly that we haven't really noticed.

You... you have kept us so confused, we really didn't understand the play unfolding behind the curtain.

You... you have watched us scramble... trying to hold on.

You... you have sat in the security that we provide you. Through the labor, the sweat, the blood, the tears. You have reaped the benefit.

You... you have committed attrocities in our names. Lying to justify them. In the name of our father's, and our son's. You... you think that we take that lightly, that it is just a "acceptable casualty".

You undermind the substance of our worth. You underestimate the love for our children, for our land, for our lives. You mistake our kindness and fogiveness for ignorance.

I sit here on the eve of the unknown. Never before has there been so much unknown. My head feels like it's swimming. Like a newborn, opening new eyes for the first time. I see you. You, are truly the reaper, the harvestor of souls.

You take this as a warning, and you'd better hear me. In the hearts of American's right now, you'd better believe... exsits all the pain you have brought us. It's here. The confusion is clearing. Pandora has opened her box, and has given a gift of clarity to the people, along with your crisis of convenience.

You see... you have confused the people with the friendly old codger that forever has the giving heart. The friend, that everyone makes fun of for endlessly giving and believing in you. You can take all we have, but as long as the light remains in the eyes of our children, we will continue. We will fight, for at the end of the day, to sit next to that soft, tiny body... that our GOD has trusted in us to keep safe, for that, we will not give up. We will sustain all of your slow killing tortures.

Take that away. Make us look into the eyes of our children with doubt. They sit in the homes we have worked so hard to provide and keep them, they feel fear. We can not allow them to play in the rain, because we don't know if it is safe. You take our basic elements and place them in question. We as a nation, we are not afraid to lose our "way of life". Not really. We can live without your electricity, without your mass transit, without your wars. We were prepared for this. We cannot live with looking at our children coughing, and wondering if they are poisoned. We cannot look at our rain, and wonder if it's slowly killing us, or if you are slowly killing it. There comes a time where it becomes bigger than us. You violate the secrets of the universe, creating things like Haarp, Cern, you think we know so little. You are threatening our sun, our fellow celestial beings.

We can not look at our oldest ancestors of the ocean being killed. We cannot watch a corrupt company control our decision to life... to live... to knowledge and to safety.

We will not watch you steal our people away, hiding them from us. We will not watch you kill us and stand still. Once you take away everything, we have nothing left to believe in.

Once you take away everything we believed in, our children, our sun, our God, our ability to believe, then... then you have taken it all.

Standing here, on the edge of hope, on the edge of reason, I feel the soft kindness in my heart slipping away. I don't care if my curls are fixed, or my nails are done. I don't care if my make up in in place, or if anyone will still call me beautiful. I don't care about my car, or if it's clean. I don't care about my shoes and my bag. I don't care about age, or wrinkle cream. I feel the descension... but I still feel hope, and it is deeply fading.

Slipping away to anger and rage. We as a nation, and possibly as a world, stand here on the edge of reason, living sustained by the last shred of hope, waiting, waiting for darkness to fall. I feel myself turning.

Lead, Follow, OR GET OUT OF THE WAY! Don't let the descension swallow the hope in the hearts of our people, for this... THIS IS WAR!