I am willing to fight forever for the America that I was raised with. I was brainwashed to believe in America the way it was when I was a kid. I was brainwashed to believe it was good to fight for, and to die, for my country, or, as the Marines might say, “We’re not here to die for our country. We are here to let the other guy die for his.”
But here’s the thing, if America is dead, then I do not any longer have to fight for America. I am not going to fight for an America that is gone.
As Atlas holds the world on his shoulders, we Patriots have been staggering under the weight of holding up America because we were brainwashed. Meanwhile, Globalists are doing all in their power to collapse it, because they are brainwashed. (As the master of some religion is approximately quoted as saying “Forgive us, We don’t know what we are doing.”)
If Globalists win the presidency, according to my brainwashing, then America dies. America was going to die someday anyway. I wanted it to last for a few more generations but ultimately, I’m going to be dead in a few years.
I had a strong desire to see America continue on after my death, but that doesn’t mean that I can’t be OK with not getting my way.
According to my brainwashing, the new way is bad and evil. It’s not personal, it’s just a matter of fact.
The fact that I know that my beliefs are based on brainwashing and are not based necessarily on truth allows me to realize that there is probably beauty in the new way. It’s not rational to imagine that the new way, the way that a bunch of the country, at least 10-15% of the country is dreaming about, could be all bad.
I know people who want the new way. They are not bad, unless I run it through the filter of my brainwashing towards people who would vote for any leftist or socialist way of life. Then they become terrible people. That’s not rational.
So, I see the possibility Of America dying as a natural part of life, like a person dying.
I love my grandfather. I am still seeking his approval. I love him.
I am not going to fight for him now that he’s dead. I would have given my life for him on a whim while he was alive. (brainwashing as it applies to the family patriarch.)
All of my brainwashing has, up until the last two or three days, filtered me through the idea that if called, the only honorable way is to stand and go and fight for my country. That remains.
That remains AS LONG AS America is alive. But, if America is dead, I can let all of that brainwashing go.
If it’s dead, I owe it no loyalty.
Loyalty is not easy. Being a Patriot was a real hassle sometimes. Putting up with the most horrible aspects of society, criminals in the highest levels of Government that were living by a set of treasonous standards that were not congruent with the current laws caused a lot of stress.
I didn’t like it. I wanted these lawbreakers to be held accountable and for those who disagreed with the current laws to stand up and do the American thing and work to change the laws.
I have had to stand by and watch horrible things happen. None of us liked it. We are a nation of laws, or so my brainwashing had led me to believe.
If America is dead, all that brainwashing is gone. The new way is going to be wonderful (and terrible) like every other way is. I have no habits with the new way, because I’ve never done the new way. That means, whatever I do is who I am now.
If America dies, I am going to be a part of building the new society and because I’m old, my passions have changed. I am more passionate about kindness and helping a friend. I am more passionate about love, and seeing families get along. I am more passionate about seeing kids playing on skateboards, and taking chances on bicycles, and trying to be the best at a YouTube video, or a video game.
The passions I had as an American Patriot were exceptionally good For America, even if they were not always good for me.
The passions I have for whatever the new system will be, are going to be the passions that I am passionate about now. The new way is going to be wonderful (and terrible). I am going to build the wonderful.
I have no disagreements with anyone in the new way. Anyone who has thoughts about old America, in favor or against, I no longer care to disagree – if America is dead. Let the dead be dead for God’s sake.
Anyone who has thoughts about the New Nation, whatever that means, I have no disagreements with the new way. There is going to be wonderful (and terrible). I don’t mind that. And that allows me to have no disagreements. I just choose to build a wonderful side.
Of course, if President Trump wins, then I must, based on my brainwashing, spend four more years fighting for America. And if I and my fellow Patriots are successful, then we will be fighting for America for several more years, including as long as we live. Because……… we are brainwashed to do that.
My brainwashing floods my body with chemicals producing wild emotions and great leapings of the mind that prepares me to live the exemplar life of the Patriot, including to fight, even to death, to keep America alive. But the minute that it is confirmed absolutely to my soul that it has been given over to the Globalists, that is the exact minute that I can let go of all of my Patriotic brainwashing and embrace the future, no matter what that future is.
It is that exact moment that the America that I have sworn all my oaths to, is dead.
The only torture for me has been watching a future move towards me quickly with hardwiring to go one way that I know, or another way that I don’t. At the very moment that the future fork-in-the-road arrives is the moment I will put my entire heart into the direction that I must go.
The brainwashing of my childhood was put up on me by well-meaning people as a child. That very same brainwashing I embrace fully as an adult.
That brainwashing is about a nation. That brainwashing is about America. That brainwashing is about being an American Patriot. That brainwashing created a beautiful dream in me that loves America! I love the dream of what America is based on, what was given to me on this silver platter called brainwashing.
That America, that I have lived for, is so beautiful, and is so young, so innocent, so full of chest-bursting pride. My body sobs when somebody plays the star-spangled banner. Weird s*** I know. But it’s true.
The brainwashing of my childhood created such powerful emotions in my body, such massive doses of pleasure move through my body when I hear a President say, “My fellow Americans”.
The brainwashing of my childhood included ideas of America that are so noble – laughingly, naively, impossibly noble. Long ago I recognized how impossibly, and wonderfully a love of America was gently and with trumpets sounding, massaged into my very DNA.
I’m not letting that go.
I love America so much. I’m not letting that go. I am Absolutely, completely, and without inhibitions, in love with my Country. I love America. As long as America lives, I have a reason to live and something worthy of dying for. It’s built into me. It’s something so fantastically beautiful. This was a gift to me that I didn’t have to build for myself. Even if it’s delusional and wrong, I’m not letting it go. I love America.
Giving this Presidency legitimately or illegitimately over to the Globalists is the Deathstroke to America based on my brainwashing. And this brainwashing I accept also. And with that acceptance, is the escape route that allows me to move forward with only a moment of regret and, only a moment of grief. As with all other death, we move onward.
If the Globalists are in control of America, and that is the death of America, then America dies. If it is true, that you don’t fight for the dead, but that you live for the living, then I do not have to fight for America anymore.
I feel a deep relief in the core of my being. Fighting for America has brought about great pain in my personal being, absolutely my close family, and it extends into family that would probably be close if I did not so stoically , so passionately, so happily , and with such frustration stand by the values of being a patriotic American.
With America dead, then I can lay my duties down. I can honorably know that I have been a Patriot to the death. It had never occurred to me that it would be the death of America. But… death is death.
I have been a Patriot to the death… of America…. and my heart is weeping.
Something that meant so much to me, always assuming it would be my death, and it meant enough to me for it to be that way; I have fulfilled my duty to America.
So, I wait these last few days, maybe weeks, perhaps 18 months.
At some point a wailing and cheering will go up, and I will know that a decision has been made, and if the decision is President Trump, then with absolute resolve I carry upon myself the duty to be a patriotic American and I live by the rules of the land and use self-control and to be a good person.
If the decision is Globalists, then I will go to that place in my soul and I will present myself as I am, and ask to be released from my oath to be a patriotic American unto death….. As America has died.
And then I will step forward and embrace what comes next with an excitement that only comes from the most absolute relief of a lifelong oath, to be as patriotic as the heroes of the highest patriotic standards, which I would not have been able to live by anyway. I am relieved of the impossible. I am relieved of having to roll that enormous rock up the hill every day.
Being patriotic was not a burden. It was a duty and an honor. But being patriotic to a country that is dead, not only would that be a burden, but it might also be considered stupid. Very, very, stupid.
If President Trump is rightfully placed in the White House for another four years to be the leader of our nation, then I stand absolutely resolute, and I live in every way to be a patriotic American.
If the Globalists are given the reigns to freely operate our country, then I will bring my passions fully into play to take part in building the next Great Nation. And, I will probably start brainwashing My Fellow Americans to be loyal and patriotic to the New Nation.
Wait… WHAT??? You wanted me to write an acceptance for Globalists to be OK with a Trump win??
I’m so sorry! It will take a few minutes to edit this. I’ll just move around a few names and make being American a terrible thing to be.
Yeah, Yeah. I must have mixed this up with someone else’s project. Yes, I will make it seem that the ONLY way to be worthy of life is to be a Globalist and ALL Americans are bad.
Thank you for not throwing my children into the cattle car. Yes, we are loyal to the new regime.
Yes, Yes, I understand. One more thought-mistake like that and it is the firing squad.
Thank you Master…. You are too kind!