One Small Voice

It's just me.

It was an otherwise ordinary night, perhaps, but last night was quite unusual. I had worked a full day and had been ready to sleep. So why was I lying there wide-eyed?

It really wasn’t hard to figure out. The background for my mental well-being was a total mess, snakes among human skulls, the landscape covered with entrails. Such is living in 2026 with the nightmares of man.

Sometimes I am able to separate myself from the pictures formed by people. That’s where this is all coming from. People. There may be some of you still living in la-la land, convinced that the future is rosy. I visit there once in a while, but the width and depth of the river I must cross to get there is steadily increasing.

Here is what I see: Rather than being taken aback by the conservative assaults on fraud, waste, immigration, partisan demolition of traditional American institutions such as the family and Christianity, destruction of agriculture and our very health, safety and privacy, the globalist agenda plows forward. Data centers, many hundreds of them. There is no way to stop them, that I see, and Donald Trump is on board with that. Think they’ll construct them and just support business with them? They will, with the business of controlling people. This is the alternative to removing your guns. You won’t be able to procure ammunition. You won’t be able to take a crap in private.

Data centers are just the tip of the iceberg, which would make Greenland look smaller than Cuba.

And nobody cares at all, what I think. I’ve been around and around and around the block, alive longer than most people have dreamt of living, have seen just about everything. And I’ve never seen a push like this. Folks, I don’t see a fix for it.

Mankind itself is too corrupt.

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