Do not waste your time reading this if you voluntarily wear masks in public.
This is written solely for those who will not comply to mere non-law, tyrannical “guidance and conditioning.”
If you dread going to the store, dread having your masked friends invite you to a restaurant, golfing, playing tennis, or camping, due to half of your own tribe disowning, pressuring, or judging you, I write this for you, as well.
If you feel like you are imprisoned due to your civil rights being trampled on, then please keep reading.
Those who sit in a car in the parking lot trying to muster a last remnant of strength, as you tremble, pray, or cry and then second guess if you really need those groceries, or whether buying tampons is worth the trauma of being belittled, bullied, and intimated, this is most certainly addressing you.
If you are a disabled veteran who cannot and will not wear a mask, a woman who has been gagged and raped, or a pregnant mom who desires oxygen for her developing fetus, I get you.
Christians who know in their spirit that they cannot wear a mask for many biblical reasons, this is for you also.
Single moms and dads who need to provide for their little ones, or could even lose custody, you have not been overlooked.
Business owners who have run out of emergency loan options or have closed or lost everything, because they cannot, and will not, in good conscience subject their employees or customers to masking, social distancing, and other unconstitutional conditions, I know so many of you and I have lost sleep over your situations. Please keep reading.
Those of you who are doctors putting your license and reputation on the line, to educate your patients and the public about the truth behind masks and the Plandemic, you are the only kind of doctors I trust at all; I write this for you as well.
Constitutional law attorneys who typically work 80+ hours per week, but now work 100+ hours a week, taking time from your families to fight for victims’ civil and disability rights, you are the only attorneys I admire, and you are in my mind every minute I write this.
Those of you who are foregoing elective procedures, surgeries, and dental care because your provider is trampling on your Patients Bill of Rights, I thank you for your time to read this.
Readers who are researching and contemplating where they can flee, move, or relocate to, hoping that they can maintain any shred of medical freedom, you are my audience.
Thousands with aging and dying parents who simply don’t have the means to care for your loved one, but cannot place them into care homes, knowing if you do, you may never see them again.
Now that we have established my audience and hopefully, weeded out the mask-a-raiders, I want to tell you why I prefer that muzzled sheep not waste my time.
Forgive me if I am stating the obvious, since you clearly have critical-thinking skills and oxygen rich brains enough to think for yourself. Humor me a bit. We are all starved for humor right now.
The reason I don’t want compliance device-donning readers is that they are not part of the problem; rather they are the problem.
I used to tolerate and even empathize with fear-based, indoctrinated, and uninformed humans. Lately, I fight not to despise and abhor them.
Those who discriminate against medically exempt non-mask wearers, who refuse to serve a veteran, a victim of a violent crime, the elderly, the infirm, or someone in a wheel chair, because they won’t or can’t wear a mask, I can’t stand to look into their crooked, evil faces. They don’t deserve to read a piece of my heart and soul poured out on paper or a keyboard.
I don’t write to gain numbers or followers. I write to encourage and edify, to lock arms with, and to stand beside, those who are suffering and sacrificing everything in order to maintain their own integrity, faith, and self-worth, amidst a sea of mask hysteria.
You are my tribe, my audience, my sisters and my brothers. I salute you. I love you. I pray for you. You are not alone.
Do not back down. Do not give in or give up. Do not sell yourself out. You cannot cave. There is too much at stake both in the physical and in the spiritual realm.
Put on your armor.
Keep standing, keep fighting, keep praying.
I am honored to be on your team. I will give this my all; I expect nothing less from you. You are my people.
Now is not the time to grow weary. Things are always darkest right before victory.