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I am not saying I agree or disagree with the author of the posting.

Two years ago, I formally served the Declaration of Independence upon King George II, and the Nobles of the Royal Court, more than once.

And I meant it.

I do not see that the people on the land have any other valid document of law available to us as remedy to the same enumerated causes shown in that document that are now seeking to enslave the people again.

And most people seem quite vociferously to absolutely want and demand this very slavery, and are willing to war with those who do not.

This is my observation, I do not expect anyone to agree, nor do I much care anymore.

If I can use their laws against them I will.

Thats why I am here.

People don't want me here, thats fine, I'll go, just let me know.

I hold that there has been a bloody murder on this earth called war, and waged by an ungodly beast and its slaughtering minions, perpetrated on sleeping dreamers, and, perhaps, answered from time to time by a few awakened warriors, since time immemorial, and that it is the same war, with the same ends and means always.

In my life, I have been threatened with fully automatic rifles, large semiautomatic handguns, and sawed off shotguns wielded by thoroughly ignorant and totally corrupt "law enforcement" officers, and have thus endured quite unpleasant, blatantly unwarranted, and illegal police detainment on several occaissions.

All this for being "overly cospicuous" in insistence upon the exercise of unalienable rights outlined in the two Notices the American colonists sent to the German "King" "Georg" of "England."

I lived in Texas for nearly 15 years, and know a lot of East Texas, Louisianna, and Arkansas backwoods "rednecks," who know far more about "history" than most of the "college educated" flunkeys, lackeys, and stooges licking the boots of masters who would kill them as soon as look at them if need be.

I know farmers in Southern Illinois, and Southern Indiana.

I know "Penitantes" in the Sangre de Cristo Mountains of Northern New Mexico, who still speak a 16th century dialect of Spanish, mixed with Indian, who have lived there since the time when "Mexico" stretched all the way to Montana.

I know "Kings," and "Disciples" in Chicago, and understand the social dynamics driving them.

Guess what they all own, and guess what they will do with them?

I have recently stood in front of a black robed Bar Association member and observed him, in front of witnesses I brought with me, openly mock with his words, face, and actions, the lawful Constitutions of the United States of America, and the state of Illinois, the actual plainly stated law upon which my motions rested, his Oath of Office, and me personally, and then snicker about it with the Bar lawyer opposing me.

How long before these creatures add the hood to their robes?

I have lived on the street, and off the land.

I know how to do it.

I have been around the block a few times, and around the world several times.

I do not own firearms, nor do I need them, but am sure as hell thankful for the good folks that do.

I have no illusions, but am not a cynic.

I do greatly fear the foreign occupiers.

Every year I have to, I perjure myself, by signing a w-4, and 1040, because I do not want these cold hearted mercenary bastards after me.

The only thing that has ever, or will ever prop up any institutionalized government as structure rather than process, is raw force of arms.

I have a blood brother who would not hesitate to kill me in cold blood if so ordered by the minions of any heinous dictator of the foreign occupation he works for.

I study my ass off, and do not jive people.

And, indeed, it is truism: Truth is stranger than fiction.