Sarah Nyhan

“War is bad for business unless you are in the business of war”.

It’s the same playbook as the 2020 “plandemic”. Not that we are guaranteed safety. But the end goal is money. Not destruction.

Once I realized how much they make off market fluctuations. Once I realized that it benefits them a lot to destroy real estate and then buy it on the cheap. It only scares me to have something they want. Or get in their way.

Until you have any real power or influence, the best you can do is aim to be as little dependent on what they are selling as possible. And be as quiet about it as possible. Or else they’ll take you out for fear that you’ll wake up the other sheep. 🐑

And then always ask God for wisdom. Because goodness wins in the ultimate end.

Just try to find some damn happiness every day in this crazy life. If I can’t control it or do anything about it then it’s above my pay grade and not my problem. Genuinely.

My work is to take care of myself and anyone I bring into this world or sign up to take care of. That’s it for me right now. That’s all I have control over. Blinders now on for anything else that distracts from that.

Unless it directly impacts me, I know enough about all the bad stuff. I take away from myself when I give it any of my precious energy. Yep, bad actors exist. Check. Moving on.

Deal with whatever comes when it comes. If the worst even ever comes.

And remember sometimes the sheep don’t want to be free. Sometimes they’ll even turn on the ones trying to save them.

Remember how many millions of people got in line and violently tried to get everyone else in line for the trains during the plandemic.

Remember how the Israelites wanted to go back to Egypt even after God showed off with miracle after miracle.

Remember how they wanted no part of meeting with God one-on-one. They didn’t want to be a nation of priests. They desired a king to RULE over them. Even when God wanted them to be free.

And yet even after all that, I understand. Freedom is great but it is EXTREMELY expensive. I lost literally everything except myself and God.

To the point that sometimes I wish I hadn’t begged God since I was a kid to help me not be deceived. Sometimes I think fondly back on the simplicity of ignorance.

I can never go back now, but I understand why people may choose to stay.

You prioritize being comfortable. Right?