I have been a player in this game my entire life.

As a small boy I had a strong "native" heart. I knew something was wrong. I worked hard to see through the illusions into the depths of this world. I had to understand the deceptions, the purpose, the meanings. I had to look where others did not dare.

I traded the comforts of average ignorance to hold the terrible truth. My one true companion.

I was just a boy, though I quickly recognized we were being programmed through the school, television, music and film. It invaded all societal constructs of common thought. It has been a terrible, terrible struggle for more than 40 years. There is a lonliness, an unquenchable thirst that always persists.

I became a spirit warrior, I learned the alternate histories; Mullins, Maxwell, Allen, Cooper, hundreds more. I knew America had been conquered long ago through covert means. Our leaders were actually "rulers", we were their property. Their "chattle". This was a nightmare, and the future of Humanity was going to be worse.

I decided that when my time came, I would not return.

I grabbed this picture off the chan. I was drawn to just look at it for a while… Feel what it is. I see the same terrible weight so many of us have borne, laid upon this brave man who has become our President.

I feel the burden of that warrior. I know his resolve. It brings an agony to my heart and tears to my eyes. The words spoke themselves.

Thank you Don T. I feel such tremendous gratitude. ~A long drink of water. I will stand with you against death, despair and the gales of this coming change. I am unafraid and my heart is filled with honor. Thank you, and thank ALL that carry this beautiful, terrible burden.

We Are One. Our time has finally come.