Sounds nice but the pope(s) are compromised,
The black and gray popes control the white pope.
Whether they are complicit or being coerced/blackmailed.
Power corrupts, absolute power corrupts absolutely.
The floor of hell is paved with the skulls of priests and bishops.
Disclosure: I am a practicing Catholic and believe in the sanctity of the Sacraments. The church is the people, not the top hierarchy.
Wife anon is obsessed with the Guthrie stuff. Totally clueless or worse disdainful with what I have been doing the last 9 years. We're cordial. We get along. She is a matter of fact type so when the drip drip flood comes she'll be okay. I thought it would be over by now. I'm hanging on with alcohol tobacco faith hopium and trust the plan. LFG.
We got a real taste of freedom. Once you get that you can't let go. Other generations not so much. And, we knew it. Appreciated it.
All good causes get hijacked. The beatniks and hippies (sponsors/guess who) stole it it repackaged and sold it back to us with sex drugs and rock n roll. It was fun for a while till the lights came on. DOH!! Hang in there…
The truth hurts but it will set you free.
It was hard enough alone.
It'll be harder with friends and family.
Need to comprehend the luciferian mindset.
Their souls are gone/dead.
There is nothing they won't do to prolong their
life on earth because they know when it's over
they spend eternity in hell. Think about what
one would do for just one more day.
One more hour. Anything.
No matter how horrific.
Nothing else matters but extending your life.
Makes you 100% selfish.
This is hard stuff to digest but once you get it
you get it.
>>24239728
Ride the Country - POCO, Crazy Eyes, 1973
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3uJss8ZVyvI
>>24239735 Correction
From the album "A Good Feelin' to Know" - 1972
Lyrics:
In she comes a ridin' on a mornin' sunrise
I am left to believing all that is standing before my eyes
And I wonder, now I wonder
Would the sun have shone ever so brightly alone?
We been livin' all of our lives on the other side of the hill
Drifting on a golden wing and I can't wait to hear the smile
She can sing, she can sing
Take me through the day, steal my breath away
And we ride the countryside, take it high and wide
She brings crackers, cheese and wine, oh, they're gonna bust my side
She's got strawberries comin' by the dozen
Brown sugar and sweet cream set my mouth, set my mouth a buzzin'
Take my hand and run, take me down to the river blue
Throw a whisper to the wind that all you're sayin' is true
All you're sayin' is true
Ride the countryside, take me high and wide
Ride the countryside, take me high and wide
Ride the countryside