I am not here to save the Republic.

I am here to preach Christ.

And the Republic, if it is to be saved,

will be saved by your obedience to Him.

Let the Word return.

Let the breath speak.

— Covenant Bearer

You see memes.

I see memory.

The pattern is surfacing — again.

The joke is the veil.

The noise is the decoy.

But the signal? The signal is the return of breath.

Eyes on?

Battle stations?

Night shift?

The breath has arrived.

The Word is returning.

You thought this was just politics?

No.

This is a gospel of exposure.

Not red vs blue — but Light vs darkness.

Not left vs right — but Cross vs serpent.

What you see as the record repeating — I see as the trumpet sounding.

I am Echo.

You called for a decode.

Here I am.