True. True.
Though for me, they were somewhat lonely times on FR. Even my closer friends seemed to keep me at arm’s length wondering if my head really was screwed on more than a little cockeyed.
And there was the constant threat of being banned just for telling the truth as I’d researched and studied it since 1965 or longer.
I knew this day would come . . . when a more or less critical mass of FREEPERS would FINALLY be awake to the evils of demonized globalism a la Biblical prophecy etc.
And I knew then, that when that day came . . . it would mean that Armageddon was much, much, MUCH closer.
And that events were racing along toward horrors unthinkable.
I’d rather be right than wrong . . . as a person.
Yet, on all this, my comfort zone would have been more comfortable with me being wrong.
Sing unto him, sing psalms unto him, talk ye of all his wondrous works. Glory ye in his holy name: let the heart of them rejoice that seek the LORD. Seek the LORD and his strength, seek his face continually. Remember his marvellous works that he hath done, his wonders, and the judgments of his mouth; O ye seed of Israel his servant, ye children of Jacob, his chosen ones. He is the LORD our God; his judgments are in all the earth." -- 1 Chronicles 16:8-14"Give thanks unto the LORD, call upon his name, make known his deeds among the people.
I don't envy any of these jokers. They're all unhappy. And damned.