The sovereign individual is the basis of Western civilization. It was a concept that drove the Magna Carta agreement, when, in 1215, individual nobles and knights recognized that having fought the wars for England, it now had within their own armies the ability to overthrow the kingdom itself. With that knowledge, on both sides, they demanded to be “free men” not subject to the king, but rather to the law and that the king himself, King John, would be subject to those same laws. The word “subject” is important. To be subject to a king is to be a slave; to be subject to the law requires agreement and a common understanding of what that law is and why it is a law.
Those who would be king gather in Davos to decide the fate of humanity, as if the rest are so much chaff. While they believe they make the decisions, it’s the chaff that makes them, either though aggressive action or passive inaction, but it still resides within them. The chaff who’ve fought the wars, fired the weapons, witnessed the death, will be the ones to choose to be slaves or kings of their households.
So far removed have they been drawn from that simple understanding of power, they can barely conceive of it now. They want rights without sacrifice, without blood and war, but such valuable rights are not obtained from want alone. That they believe these rights have been bequeathed to them by the blood of others only confuses them as to its origin. There is but one source and the longer that’s denied, unrecognized, the greater the price of it becomes.
One life is the price, the only life one has and it is dear, but no dearer than any that have been given before. Each soul struggles with the choice of what to do with that life; extend it to the maximum length through whatever humiliations and degradations are required to do so, or to give it in search of something they will never enjoy, so that others might. The outcome of sacrifice cannot be known, but it is that which makes it a sacrifice. If the outcome of one’s life is the success and reclamation of freedom, the choice is, for most, an easy one. If the outcome is unknown, with the possibility of giving away, selling it cheaply, it’s much harder.
These are the choices that have been put to knights and nobles as well as common soldiers and when they have been made it correctly, they have changed the world, rescued humanity from the darkest of inhuman existence and slavery.
It’s clear now, that those who ask for that sacrifice are the children who are being systematically abused by the system that has been given over to evil and perversion. That even the tiniest of them has become nothing other than spare parts or sexual toys for the beasts that inhabit our highest offices and our largest
corporations. Who will speak for them? Who will sacrifice? No one?
I fear that in that overwhelming silence to their cries, our souls are being forfeit, our history of degradation is being written. When will the weight of our guilt be too great to bear? I suppose each has his limit, but the weight grows heavier each day.
The invasion continues into our lands. How many come only to victimize children, how many to victimize anyone they can? How great is the guilt on the border? It is not enough to motivate the governor of Texas, not even close. Soon, we’ll have to disregard the orders of liars and cowards to save our own souls.
"I know not what course others may take, ..."
I am ready.
The problem being the realities of today are too horrible to believe that there is a body of elite that are depopulating the earth, selling its children into sex slavery or making the citizens of the world slaves, “for their own good.”
At least in this country, the common people have lived under the illusion that the government is unquestionably good and to speak against it is unpatriotic.