The Armor of God

I reach out my hand with my precious and give strength and trust back

to the people. May our flame be a light for every new Anon. For everyone

fighting the righteous fight with me, with us under the grace of God.

Humble we stand focusing on our mission. With our heart at the right

place and sharing our trust and uniting our forces. For where one fag

goes we go all. For where our mission leads us we will stand tall and

fight. Our hands feel rested at the shoulders of our leader. Being with him

in our hearts at the oval office. Praying together for the future of

our loved nations. My flame as small as it may be is my tribute and that

is my free will.

My voice is loud and clear and my heart is pounding in grim determination.

My thoughts are resting in the fire of trust ready to be clear and focused

on the mission to come.

I fully lay my trust in the hands of god to reclaim the Armor of God.

My manifestation of light will follow the greater good. Even if it means to

follow, even if it means to walk alone. But i never forget that Organic we grow

like the roots of a tree. Random in our paths but united in our purpose.

For where we go one we go ALL.

With Q and the team in which we trust. With our leader on our side

and our soul to be free.