I've been adding up my life this last year.
A lot has happened personally and nationally.
It's about control.
Some events are controllable, some are not.
But one thing remains, I didn't just let circumstances control ME. I stayed aware. I learned.
When things threatened to overwhelm me, I strove to surmount THEM.
Sometimes I've been a$$ deep in alligators and a lot that was positive became negative.
I am a sovereign American, an individual.
I take responsibility for myself and only ask for help from a perspective of solving my own problems.
It's not easy and much of life has been tempest tossed.
Yet my faith in God and my resolve to Restore the Republic remain.
I pass this to my children and hope (real not hopeychange) for the future.
It's hope borne of willingness to get in and do my share.
My Freedom is only lipservice if I am not master of myself, like calling this a Republic while the inside is betrayed and eaten away, changing into the matrix of collectivism.
My Freedom and my life are real, because they are mine.
Know when to start and stop. And restart.
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