politics – Page 2

To my Brothers and Sisters

To the Black Community

From the yn’s to the nonchalant, from the old heads to the woke folk—why have we allowed them to strip us of our power? Across the United States, I see so many African Americans sitting idle, unwilling to stand up for their rights. We watch our TV shows, cheer for our sports teams, and act as if nothing is happening while the government continues to do as it pleases.

To the yn’s so quick to turn on each other—where are you when the real fight arises? And to those who claim they “don’t care,” understand this: as we speak, they are spitting on the graves of your ancestors. They’re basically saying, “Fuck you and your grandaddy’s rights,” “We’re gonna keep fucking you over and you’re not gonna do a damn thing about it.” Waiting for someone else to save you, when in reality, you are the ones chosen to do the saving.

You’re here for a reason—not to roll over and take this treatment but to make a difference. To fight for a better future. We’ve been peaceful for so long, and no, I’m not saying we should burn down every corporation that funded Project 2025. Of course not—that would be crazy to say. And yet, I understand the frustration that might lead someone to consider such a thing. Not promoting it, of course.

And to the Uncle Tom ass celebrities who’ve sold out to the white man, you’ve set us back decades. For what? Your greed? Your selfishness? Your worship of money—something you can’t even take with you when you die? You should be ashamed. You shouldn’t be asking for handouts or favors from these elites, but it’s clear you’re only looking out for yourselves. Fuck the rest of us, right?

No wonder why the angels don’t like us. How could we deserve heaven when we’ve been forgiven time and time again, only to keep making the same mistakes? Jesus died for us, and yet, so many carry this attitude of, “We’l I didn’t ask Him to die for me, I live for me.” (Went over some heads). So many have strayed away from him. I’m guilty myself and also undeserving. But I hope the Lord can forgive me and all those who seek refuge in him, especially in these dark times.

Even if I stood up and fought for us, would this generation even follow? Would we unify? Would we strategize? Would we finally stand together? Or are we too far gone?

I hope I’m wrong. I hope we find the courage to unify, fight, and stand up for ourselves before it’s too late. Because if we let them silence us—if we let them strip us of our rights, our voices, our power—what will be left of us?

“To the most hated man in the World”

You’ve managed to make yourself the enemy of nearly everyone—America, the world, and even truth itself. The irony of a narcissist like you is this: you believe the world should adore you, even as you sow chaos and destruction. Your actions—unleashing people who share your twisted worldview and spreading poison into the world—do not go unnoticed. They will never go unnoticed.

You are no leader, no visionary, no savior. You are a false prophet. And those who follow you? They are either greedy, blind, stupid, or just as malicious as you. To the ones who were deceived, even with the truth staring them in the face, I pity you. Your inability to think critically is a tragedy in itself.

And to the Black people who’ve been bought and sold by your lies—those who’ve traded their culture and their ancestors’ sacrifices for a seat at your corrupt table—you are the greatest disappointment. Do you remember the blood spilled, the lives lost, the resilience of our ancestors? They fought and died so you could have the freedom to stand tall, to thrive, to live with dignity. Yet, you spit on their graves every time you choose money over principle, greed over integrity.

To those who still follow this man out of selfishness, fear, or blind devotion, I pray you find your way back to righteousness before it’s too late. But to those who knowingly embrace this evil—those who profit from it, perpetuate it, and revel in it—you deserve the hellfire you’ve earned.

D.T., your reign of fear and destruction should be classified for what it is: terrorism. You are a terrorist. The damage you’ve caused, the fear you’ve instilled, and the hate you’ve spread will never be forgotten.

May the lost find their way, and may the wicked reap what they have sown.

No judgement though 💨

To the unofficial president

You are the richest man in the world, surrounded by a team of some of the most brilliant minds alive. Yet, with all those resources, you choose to wield your power for purposes that often seem more destructive than uplifting. You flirt with religion, throwing out absurd comments about a “new god” rising from Egypt. I don’t know what god you worship, but it’s not the God of creation; not our lord and savior Jesus Christ—it’s giving Satan, the great deceiver.

For someone who has amassed unimaginable wealth and influence, you don’t seem like a very wise man. Your public persona often mirrors that of a man-baby—someone who relies not on wisdom or true intelligence but on the brilliance of those around you. It makes me question how you became the richest man in the world, though maybe that speaks to the broken systems that reward cunning over character.

Do you truly believe the entity you serve—whether that’s greed, pride, or something darker—cares about you? The Devil is no savior. The same way you have the wealth to give every person on this planet a billion dollars ten times over and wouldn’t lift a finger if the world were burning, is the same way the Devil wouldn’t spit on you if you were on fire.

True power doesn’t come from wealth, nor from technology, nor from the fleeting applause of this world. True power comes from God—the God who creates, restores, and redeems. No amount of rockets, algorithms, or manufactured idols can replace Him. I hope you come to understand this truth before it’s too late.

No judgement though 💨

Awakening to the unknown

My heart feels heavy, weighed down by fear and uncertainty. Yet, through Jesus Christ, I find the strength to fight through it and persevere. The world around me seems to be unraveling—climate shifts, strange activity in the skies, talks of aliens, and a government that feels more corrupt by the day. Despite all of this, I still want to hold on to hope. I long to raise my vibration, to align with a reality of peace and clarity, like I keep hearing about on TikTok. But I’m not sure anymore what’s real and what’s fake, especially with the constant advances in AI technology. I don’t know if we’re being distracted, if the government has a hidden agenda, or if they’re just as lost as we are.

Is thinking positively enough to truly shift my reality? If it is, what happens to those around me—my family, my loved ones—who can’t make the leap? My brothers, my sisters, my parents, aunts, uncles… Do I just leave them behind? Even when I know they’re not ready to accept a truth they don’t yet understand? Their fear is so thick it blinds them to the possibilities, to the changes that are coming.

How can I move forward when I’m not even sure I believe it all myself? How can I sell something to them when I’m still questioning it myself? But I want to believe. I want to be able to step into that higher place of peace, love, and truth. I just don’t know if I’m strong enough, or if it’s even possible to leave the ones I love behind in this struggle.