"There is nothing covered up that won’t be exposed and nothing secret that won’t be made known. Therefore, what you have said in darkness will be heard in the daylight, and what you have whispered in private rooms will be shouted from the housetops.”

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I know how you feel. You held out to the very end, waiting for the Lone Ranger to come riding in on his trusty steed, with the fires of justice raging in his wake.

“Hold the line,” you were told, over and over again. Every time your faith waned, a new meme sparked the flames of hope in your soul, if only for one more day.

“A storm is coming,” you were warned, so you stocked your home with emergency supplies, adjusted the antenna on your tinfoil helmet and waited for the signs. You advised nonbelievers to buy plenty of water, check their flashlight batteries and prepare for blackouts and communications failures.

“The storm is here!” sent chills up your spine as you grabbed your popcorn and waited for heads to (figuratively) roll.

“Watch for it,” you read, wide-eyed, heart pounding out of your chest.

“Any minute now.”

“The enemy is quaking in their boots!”

“The end is nigh!”

You watched the fiery messages of your fearless leader turn meek and benign, then you tuned your foil antenna toward the experts who translated the real codes and signs. You pored over past speeches, executive orders and policies, imagining brilliant strategies and revolutionary (peaceful) maneuvers, while blocking out the awareness this is the same federal government that can’t find your mailbox when it’s raining.

“The best is yet to come!” you heard over and over and over again, knowing in the back of your mind it was nothing more than a catchy marketing slogan like “Make America Great” and “Lock Her Up,” but praying it was code for something greater.

Then, the storm came and went with nary a drop of rain blotting the ground. Suddenly, after months of waiting, believing, fearing, hoping… it was over. A new leader raised his hand and swore the sacred oath, as your fearless leader quietly retreated to a billion-dollar lair and a private existence – relinquishing any power or authority he’d authored to save the world. The flaming rhetoric was over. The promise of never, ever, ever giving up unfulfilled.

You sat agape with your heart in your throat. Paralyzed in disbelief.

Still, the “experts” you’d reluctantly but desperately turned to for guidance promised, “Hold the line, Patriot! Hold the line,” as you watched dejected followers flee teeming chat rooms in droves.

I know how you feel. And now, because we dared to believe, we’re being labeled insurrectionists, terrorists and dangers to society.

Truth is a Torrent

For there is nothing covered, that shall not be revealed; neither hid, that shall not be known. Therefore whatsoever ye have spoken in darkness shall be heard in the light; and that which ye have spoken in the ear in closets shall be proclaimed upon the housetops. And I say unto you my friends, Be not afraid of them that kill the body, and after that have no more that they can do. But I will forewarn you whom ye shall fear: Fear him, which after he hath killed hath power to cast into hell; yea, I say unto you, Fear him. Luke 12:2-5

The one thing we can all agree upon is that truth is a torrent that, once unleashed, cannot be stopped. You can’t hide from it forever. You can’t cover it up forever. You can’t intimidate, shame or buy it away. Some truths are so absolute and universal, they galvanize and unite all who open their minds to receive them. If we have been misled, we will know.

In a world of wireless surveillance, a camera in every hand and narcissists seeking fame and money, every secret will be revealed; and the worst flaws will be weaponized by those who hold all the power. If a person has perverse sexual proclivities – such as forcing children into abhorrent acts or trafficking humans – you can bet with 100 percent certainty, those secrets will be exposed… especially when the perpetrator is so wasted on crack cocaine, he forgets three laptops at a computer repair shop.

I want to scream from the rooftops about the evidence I’ve seen with my own eyes – evidence of unspeakable crimes against humanity by the spawn of now the most powerful man in the world. I HAVE SEEN THE IMAGES WITH MY OWN EYES and it nearly made me throw up. Have you? Before you roll your eyes at my insanity or “Pffft” at “Russian disinformation”, perhaps you should do the slightest bit of research; and when you find the photos many of us have seen (photos that have been authenticated by authorities, that have not been denied, and that WILL eventually make their way into the public domain), imagine that activity in White House bedrooms.

So what if it was Russian disinformation? (It wasn’t, as the FBI and DNI have confirmed. It came from an American small business owner and was verified by The Spawn’s American business partner.) You think the Russians are the only ones who had it? Of course not. America’s top law enforcement agency had it, for God’s sake! Think about all of the agencies, nations, “journalists” and individuals who have had these damning images for years, and who did nothing to deliver justice for the victims. It’s easy to forget that the children in these photos and videos are living, breathing victims – probably still being victimized – and no one did anything to save them. No one – not even our fearless leader. They were not only used as sex slaves, they were used as bargaining chips.

Why would authorities not prosecute a man they know (from photos and videos on his own devices) sodomizes children? Of course you know why. What lengths would a parent go to, to protect their children from the wrath such deviance deserves?

“Pfffft, a father can’t be held responsible for the crimes of his spawn,” you may scoff; and that may be true – for drug addicts. But pedophiles are made. Someone created this monster.

If you can forgive or overlook the sexual abuse of children, you are a much better person than I.

What now?

As I’ve always said (and tried to remember), our fight is not about a man. Humans are born to disappoint. No one person can be expected to carry the weight of this battle on his own. I also try to remember, our rewards are not here on earth.

America has survived this long because good, honest Americans have sought truth and united behind it. Perhaps now that the personality is detached from the principles, the conservative cause can recover some of the patriots it lost.

As for me, I’ll continue praying for God to reveal truth in such a resounding way, even the most stubborn, corrupt and blind among us cannot deny or escape it. I’ll ask God to show me if I’m the one who has been blind, that He will grant me wisdom to recognize my ignorance, humility to accept and understand it, and strength and courage to atone for anything I have done to sow confusion and discord in the world.

I will continue to put my faith in God, to pray for God’s guidance and walk in God’s light, remembering He only guaranteed the character of one man – His only son, Jesus Christ. In God, my faith is stronger than ever that if I seek and follow His will, everything will indeed be well, according to His plan.

How the Hell Did I Get Here?

I have an uncanny knack for knowing when someone is uncomfortable with me; so I go out of my way to put them at ease