I'm considering whether or not I've indeed gone overboard, ya know...extremistish ;)
I've come to the point I've otherthunk everything so much that I'm chasing my own tail.
I guess you could say I have a shrine to Liberty in my house, my office looks like Madison and Jefferson threw up in it, with wild arrays of Liberty's colors, scriptures and quotes, bumper stickers, SC stuff, Ron Paul stuff, Bob Marley and Joyce Meyer sayings, a flag union down. My notary, the Constitution, legislator info and Thomas Jefferson's 10 Rules hang on my wall with my Ron Paul "Your Mama" picture. I have four huge folders full of tiny notes, print outs and literature. My post-its have post-its on them. My pocketbook weighed 7.9# at the last weigh in, too many pocket Constituions in there along with the MIAC report, the SC State Sovereignty Bill and the DHS docs of shame. My mind, heart and body is on overload, has been for two years.
I'm wondering how many of us have always "known" "something was up"? That our world was not quite right, no matter how many glossy things were presented to pacify? I ask this because I have a nagging suspicion that there is something that all truly binds us, whether we're bickering about conspiracy or not. Ron Paul has called us "The Remnant".
I can't explain it. I feel it. I read it in your comments. We all seem to have that "somethingness"...in our hearts, stuffed shirts and nutjobs alike.
I can't figure for the life of me what has gotten a hold of us. We are down now to arguing about arguing. I think we've been cleverly distracted by a force we cannot see.
I have arrived at a point in my life where I have realized that nearly everything is abstract. We can never agree on most things, why bother with the trivial for sure?
"You did run well. What did hinder you?"
