Saturday, December 26, 2020

THE DEATH BELL TOLLS FOR THEE

 

THE DEATH BELL TOLLS FOR THEE

Do you hear that sound. Yes, that sound off in the distance. The sound that is getting closer each passing day, passing hour, passing minute, passing second. That is a sound we are not familiar with and yet it is the sound that is all too familiar to you. It has a steady echo that resonates through the senses. And we have learned what the sound does and what it means. It is the sound of the dirge, the funeral, death. They are the bells that ring from church steeples and temples across this land. And yet that is something you know nothing about. You have voided yourself of that experience, ridiculed it and now wish to destroy it. That is why it has changed its meaning and its tone.

It used to be a call. A call for freedom. A call to gather. A call to organize. A call that danger was near.  A call to celebrate. But now it calls to you, the oppressor, the liar, the cheat, the instigator, the follower of dark passages as you slither like a snake to your next covert meeting. You have done everything in your power to silence that sound thinking if you take it away w will look to other means. But the only thing you have done is to change the sound. What used to be a call for all that is good is now a call to awaken. Awaken to the evil you wish to sew across the globe. Awaken to the false claims of liberty and progress you profess to have knowledge of. Awaken to a time when your danger is of no consequence because it will be eradicated from the face of this earth.

You have tried to spread darkness across this land only to find that a simple candle destroys part of that darkness. So a candle is lit exposing you. Then another, and another, and another, and so on until there is nowhere for you to hide in the darkness. In your attempt to silence us you have awakened the sleeping giant. What rings in the distance is the bell of destiny and what flickers next to our bell is the candle of freedom. We have become aware of your tactics through sight and sound. We are gathering strength every moment. While you are trying to keep ahead of who you think your enemy is, we haven’t even played the first card from our deck. You have overplayed your hand. You have awakened a faction of the people that have had it with you. We have a movement that can and will outman any so-called peaceful protest you might initiate. We have a people’s army and a militia that will gladly shut down and shenanigans you start through antifa and blm. We can and will shut them down. We have a military and a police force that will pay no attention to the directives of any governor, mayor and/or district attorney that wishes to aid in any attempt to support your coup. You are out manned, out maneuvered, out gunned and out legalese. Your ploy with a virus that was unleashed by our enemy, the ccp, and who you emphatically support is falling on deaf ears. A resurgence of cases? With increased testing os course there is. A new strain? This virus as with all virus is mutating all the time. We are wise to your lies and refuse to believe them.

The tactic of using the media, your political party and big tech has come to an end. New platforms are being developed to bring forth the truth of what you are attempting. Millions are leavin the old now mistrusted media sources because e are tired of the lies, the deceit, the censorship. You have attempted to destroy the rights we have continually fought for and now refuse to relinquish. You are done, finished, finite, kaput. Hear that sound. The one that rings loudest is the sound of death. Yours. The sound in the distance is the sound of truth and freedom. When you die, and you will, there will be no tears, no eulogy, no statues, no remembrances. Your memory will not be erased as you have tried to do with our history. But you will stand tall. Tall in the knowledge that the evil you possess was eradicated. Tall as an example of the coup that failed and failed miserably. There will be no rose, no wreath, no band, no annual speeches. You will be spit in and worse. The bell of freedom is approaching once more. And the bell of death rings for thee.

Ric Wells

Common Man

12/27/2020

#death #evil #bell

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