Got me an LP/OP hole on the reverse slope of the Anon situational awareness military crest. Appropriate cover and camouflage. Fields of fire cleared with range and aiming stakes placed.
Loaded for fucking bear and the extended bear family.
Just listening to all the 'quiet' going on. The foreboding quiet that is both calming yet hones one's senses to an edge. Good. This was always the prescribed destiny.
Comfy and content know that all hell is about to be unleashed back onto Evil as both an act and a destination.
All of my sharp pointy things are dipped in a bucket of prayers as lubricant for piercing evil's essence.
Armor of God.
I take a knee in prayer for battle with all fellow Anon.
We take no knee to Evil.
God wins. There is not any acceptable alternative.