When the world comes to fall
If you had told me four months ago that I’d be preaching about the fall of the government and the end of the world, I’d have called you crazy. I’d have put you right in with all the other conspiracy theorists and lunatics we’ve been seeing for so long now. Sure, I’ve always been somewhat radical. I’ve always pushed the importance of self-reliance and personal responsibility, and I’ve never trusted the government. Watching it fall to pieces around us? Watching the world burn as humanity brings about its own destruction once more? That’s a different story.
But now, things are different. The world has changed more in a decade than it did in a century- a century of war, economic change, and the development of modern society as we know it.
The world is a messy place. It always has been; that’s simply the way of humanity. Ever since the first human learned to throw rocks and stand upright and sharpen sticks, the world has been a changed place. One natural consequence of that is free will; with free will comes choice and with choice comes chaos. Over the countless lifespans of humanity, the world has seen drastic changes again and again and again. It always happens: someone gains power and creates an empire, things go great for a while, but then… then things get hard. People make choices, and someone is always going to be angry. Eventually, enough people get angry, and one person gets angrier than the others. The empire that has stood for so long is put in peril- by the choices of a few- and starts to come crashing down.
Sumeria. Babylon. Egypt. Assyria. Greece. Rome. Attila and his mighty Huns. Alexander and his Macedonians. Ghengis Khan and his all-consuming Horde. Time and again and again it happens. And then, as quickly as it came, it went. Corrupt leaders and weakness of soul mean that the empire becomes rotten. Things start to die like an infection waiting away at the very core of the body. And no one sees it, because no one wants to see it. People are blinded by obsession. They are blinded to what is happening around them, and they fail to see until it is too late.
America is no different; our present world is no different. Like everyone before us, we are doomed to fall. This time, however, it will not be so simple. The world is broken. Humanity is corrupted by our own sin. The people run rampant with no regard for anything around them, nothing but their own lives. They refuse to see because they do not want to be disturbed.
If you look out at the world right now- really look at it, see its depths and intricacies- you would see it too. You would see how deeply rotten our society and world have become. You would see what is happening to us and how we refuse to stop it. We are divided more than ever- and that is exactly what the government wants. They want us divided so that we stay in control. If they can make us hate each other over petty differences- black versus white, man versus woman, Democrat versus Republican, homosexual versus heterosexual- then we can never hope to see the real enemy. We can never unite together. There is nothing that scares tyrants more than a united people because only together can the people Bring. Them. Down.
Bring down the tyrants and corrupted, wicked leaders who have oppressed us for so long. Bring down the cowards and liars who promise the world but hide from it that they might never be taken to task. Bring down every traitor and destroyer who seeks to destroy all that we have built for their own personal gain.
Make no mistake. This is not some cry for help or lunatic conspiracy. It’s not even a warning. We’re past the time for warnings. This is a call to arms. This is a call to every man and woman who has seen through the lies of the Serpent in the grass, who has seen what we have become and is willing to do anything to stop it. So many of you are already out there, waiting for a sign. Waiting for someone to give you a chance to make a difference. This is it. This is your calling. Do not ignore it. Do not pass up your chance to make a difference.
This will not be my last message. In the meantime, look at the world and see the truth. Prepare yourselves for the world to burn as we take back our land, our freedom, and our faith.
Who am I, you ask? It doesn’t matter. I am no one. I am nothing. I am just one person who has seen the world and heard the call. We all have our purpose in life- this is mine. My calling, my burden, my place.
My name? That doesn’t matter either. Not yet. Focus on the mission, not the missionary. For now… just call me The Father.
In the name of the world aflame and the people reborn,
The Father
