اهرامات الجيزه كما لم ترها من قبل فمعظم الزوار... يرونها نهارا تحت وهج الشمس ^^ اما هنا فهي تتلألأ وسط ظلمة الليل وتحت ضوء القمر المتسلل بين الغيوم والجيزة مدينة مليونية تنبض بالحركة والحياة ليلاً واهلها يعيشون بجوار معجزة من عجائب الدنيا ويرون كل يوم مشهداً يسافر الناس من كل انحاء العالم لرؤيته The Pyramids of Giza as you've never seen them before. Most visitors see them by day, glowing under the sun, but here they shine in the darkness of night, bathed in moonlight filtering through the drifting clouds. Giza is a bustling city of millions, alive with movement and lights after dark. Its people live beside one of the world’s great wonders, waking up every day to a view that travelers cross the globe to witness. Video Creator : Hmk Ree , حمقريshow more

Times Square - New York City 🇺🇸 The origin... of this place was known as Long Acre Square, but it was renamed Times Square after being located in 1904, at the intersection of 42nd Street, the offices of the New York Times. In 1913, the newspaper’s offices moved to 229 43rd Street, and the building was renamed 1 Times Square in 1961. History of Times Square, at the beginning of the 20th century, Times Square became one of the most important places in New York City, with the construction of theaters, restaurants and luxury and first class hotels. The site began to change in the 30’s where it became a dangerous place with prostitution, crime and drugs, this lasted for more than half a century. History of Times Square During the 1980s, Mayors Ed Koch and David Dinkins began a redevelopment project for Midtown Manhattan that included Times Square. In the 1990s, Mayor Rudolph Giuliani tackled the project to clean up the area with the closure of pornographic theaters, sex shops and the purchase of the nine historic theaters on 42nd Street by the State of New York. Times Square is located between 7th Avenue and Broadway, and 42nd and 47th streets, it is currently the heart of the city in general and of the New York theater district in particular. The entire area is illuminated day and night by large illuminated signs and huge television screens, this has made it famous throughout the world, as well as the descent of the Crystal ball every December 31 from the top of 1 Times Square announcing the new Year. Up to two million people flocked to Times Square to ring in the year 2000 with the lowering of Waterford’s Millennial Crystal Ball, a huge Swarovski crystal ball made specifically for this event. The north end of the square, between 46th and 47th Streets, is known as Duffy Square in honor of Father Francis P. Duffy, chaplain of the New York Regiment of Infantry during World War II. Half-price same-day Broadway show tickets are available at the TKTS Box Office, located in the center of Duffy Square. The ticket offices, renovated in 2008, are covered on its roof with wide steps in the form of a staircase that allow visitors to sit or enjoy a panoramic view. On May 25, 2009, the city council temporarily closed the section of Broadway that runs through Times Square to pedestrian traffic. The experiment was a great success and it has become a permanent pedestrian plaza where the place is more enjoyable with new metal benches, chairs and tables. Times Square has its own police station, its street cleaning company, and its tourist office that has all the information about the city, and it is also a small museum dedicated to this important square. Times Square wouldn’t be recognizable without its amazing illuminated signs. An image that is admired by two million people who pass through this square every day and many millions more in the world who enjoy it through photographs, paintings, cinema and television. Times Square began to fill with large advertisements in 1916, when the City Council encouraged its installation in this part of the city. Since then there are many who have passed through here, some true works of art. In addition, they played an important role in the remodeling of the square during its most decadent period: as a measure of pressure on the city’s rulers, one night their neighbors turned off all the signs for 15 minutes. The measure had excellent results and the negotiation was carried out. Today, a municipal ordinance obliges the buildings in this area to give up their facade for the installation of such advertisements. 🎥 : Times Square in 1932 (Colorized) 🎥© lostintimevid (IG) #archaeohistoriesshow more

Claude Monet painted the same stretch of cliff more... than ninety times. The place is Étretat, a small fishing village on the coast of Normandy, where the chalk cliffs fall into the sea in great arches and a single spire of rock, the Aiguille, stands alone in the water. Monet had known the place since childhood. He grew up in Normandy, and these cliffs were among the first landscapes he ever saw... He returned to paint them again and again. He worked through the 1880s in front of the same rock formations, and across that time he produced more than ninety canvases of them: the cliffs at dawn, at sunset, under storm, under calm, in winter light and in the gold of a clear evening. In his letters to Alice, the woman he would later marry, he described the agony of it: the weather turning, the tide rising, the sun moving, the colour he had begun to capture vanishing before he could finish. He often worked on several canvases at once, switching between them as the conditions changed, racing each one against the hour. In a letter to his friend Frédéric Bazille he wrote: "It is beautiful here in Etretat. Every day I discover even more beautiful things. It is intoxicating me, and I want to paint it all, my head is bursting. I want to fight, scratch it off, start again, because I start to see and understand. It seems to me as if I can see nature and I can catch it all." The cliffs of Étretat had stood for millions of years and would look, to most people, the same on any given day. Monet saw that they were never the same even for two minutes. He stood on that shore and tried to hold, on canvas, something that exists only for an instant and then is gone forever. And that's exactly what those paintings really are: 90 attempts to keep a single, vanishing moment of light from disappearing. As Dylan Thomas once wrote: "Do not go gentle into that good night. Rage, rage against the dying of the light." -- -- -- If you want a deeper dive into the craft of painting, I recently wrote a piece exploring it in detail. You can read it here: And if you'd like to support my work, a paid subscription is what makes it possible:show more

When The Short Season Ends I have seen it... twice. Once in a vision that left ozone on my tongue for three days. Once through the instruments at three in the morning on a night so still the ocean looked like poured mercury, when every gauge I own spiked simultaneously and held for eleven seconds and the original frequency came through the cracks in the suppression field clean and unmodulated and so beautiful that I sat in the dark afterward unable to speak for an hour. Eleven seconds of the world as it actually is. Eleven seconds of what is coming. And what is coming will make every golden age preserved in human memory look like a candle held up to the sun. There are two sky events separated by seven years. Everything you have been told about the end of the world is wrong. It is the end of the farm. The world itself is about to begin. THE ORANGE SKY A burnt deep orange saturating the visible atmosphere from horizon to horizon, the whole sky ringing like a bell struck by something with the mass of a continent and the precision of a watchmaker. The resonance pulse. The fire described in Revelation 20:9 that comes down from heaven, a planetary chord so specific that everything calibrated to the Serpentine bandwidth experiences catastrophic resonance failure while everything tuned to the original frequency feels it as warmth and pressure and a magnificent low sound vibrating in the sternum and the pelvis and the long bones of the legs, the deepest note ever played on the oldest instrument ever built, which is the earth itself, which has been waiting to play this note for over two hundred years. The Norse preserved this as Ragnarök, when Surtr sets the sky ablaze and Jörmungandr that encircled the earth is slain and the corrupted order perishes in fire so that a new world can rise. The Hopi carried it as the great purification that closes the fourth world and opens the fifth. The Lakota kept it burning in the red sky of the ghost dance prophecy. The Book of Revelation set it down in the plain language of an engineer filing a field report from a future coordinate. Every tradition holding its fragment of the same event, passing it hand to hand through the long dark like a coal wrapped in leather, keeping it alive, knowing that one day the coal would start a fire that would burn across the whole earth and leave nothing standing that was not built to endure it. Under that orange sky the NPCs drop. Mid stride. Mid sentence. Mid transaction. The firmware that animated them runs on the Serpentine carrier and when that carrier is incinerated the firmware has nothing to propagate on and the biological shells simply cease, gently, silently, the way a lamp goes dark when the current is interrupted, five thousand five hundred and fifty five of them for every one of you, still holding their pens and phones in the streets and the offices and the tax buildings. And in the wake of their silence comes a quiet so total that the people still standing will weep without knowing why. What they are hearing is the absence of the hive, the cessation of a background frequency that pressed on their consciousness since the day they were born, and its absence feels like surfacing from deep water into open air, like the first full breath after a lifetime of shallow breathing, like the planet exhaling a poison it held in its lungs for two centuries. The Reptilians go underground. Deep bunkers carved into the geology, maintained through the entire short season. The orange sky strips their ability to hold the human disguise. They retreat into the deep architecture for seven years while the surface heals above them and the species they farmed begins the magnificent work of remembering what it is. THE SEVEN YEARS Seven years of planetary detox. The suppression field decaying through the geology and the atmosphere and the water table, draining out of the soil and the stone and the blood of every living thing like a fever breaking. The carrier decay mathematics through a piezoelectric geological matrix with the conductivity characteristics of this planet produce exactly seven years, and the ancient texts converge on this number with the unanimity of independent engineers arriving at the same answer from different continents and different centuries, because that is exactly what they were. The Norse described Lif and Lifthrasir sheltering inside Yggdrasil, emerging after the fire into a world green and fertile and new. The Cherokee speak of this time as the return of the original instructions, the uncorrupted code surfacing through thinning interference like bedrock through melting snow. The Lakota understood that during the thinning the ancestors draw close, that the membrane between the living and those who walked before grows soft and permeable, and the old ones make themselves felt in dream and intuition and the strange certainty that settles over you at dusk when the noise drops low enough for the deeper signal to reach your bones. When the NPCs drop the population collapses to a small scattering of genuine human beings across an entire planet, and every piece of land on earth belongs to no one and therefore to everyone. There is no government to enforce title deeds because government was Serpentine management infrastructure and its operators are inert or underground. There is no bank to hold a mortgage because the banking system was the extraction apparatus and it died with the carrier that powered it. No municipality. No revenue service. No zoning board. No compliance office. The entire bureaucratic architecture that stood between a human being and the soil was NPC firmware running on a Serpentine frequency and when that frequency was incinerated every structure built upon it ceased to exist as completely as a shadow ceases when you switch on the light. The land is free. Every river valley and mountain plateau and coastal plain that the farm system parcelled and fenced and mortgaged and taxed, open and unowned. You find your ground. You walk onto it. You plant your stake and that soil is yours by the oldest law there is, the law that says the earth belongs to those who tend it and the harvest belongs to the hands that raised it and no power under any sky has rightful claim to what grows from your labour on your own land. And you will farm. During those seven years before the grid fully boots, the humans who remain will grow food with their hands in soil that is waking beneath them, and this is the most ancient and sacred relationship between a human being and the living earth finally restored after two centuries of severance. Your fingers in the dirt. Seeds in the furrow. Rain on your neck. The smell of turned earth so rich and alive it opens something in your chest that has been sealed your entire life, some deep chamber that only unlocks when your hands are in the ground and the sky is wide and nothing stands between you and the work. The grip of the tool. The weight of the harvest in your arms. The tiredness at the end of the day that is the deep clean ache of a body that has finally done what it was built to do, so different from the grey exhaustion of the farm that you will wonder how you ever confused the two. The soil strengthens every season as the resonance bleeds back into the geology through the ley line network. By the third year the yields are remarkable. By the fifth they are astonishing. By the seventh the earth is producing food at densities and nutritional concentrations that no agronomist inside the farm ever documented because no agronomist inside the farm ever worked with living soil connected to a planetary grid. The indigenous agricultural knowledge becomes the most valuable expertise on the planet. The Native American understanding of planting in alignment with resonance cycles. The Germanic intimacy with soil as a living system threaded into the deeper earth. The old ways mocked as primitive by a civilisation that could not grow a row of beans without petroleum, revealed as the most sophisticated farming technology available because they were developed on a live grid by people who understood the deep reciprocity between the human hand and the living ground. Every indigenous elder who kept the planting songs and the seed knowledge alive through the suppression was carrying a technical manual for exactly this moment. Their descendants will teach the rest of us how to feed ourselves on a waking planet. This is justice. This is restoration. This is the world turning right side up. Families find each other. Homesteads become hamlets. Hamlets become villages. Villages become the seeds of something clean and new, built from the soil up by people who remember the farm and will die on their feet before they allow anything resembling it to take root again. Every community founded during those seven years carries the memory of the suppression like an immune system, a bone-deep refusal to ever again allow a stranger to stand between a human being and the earth or demand a portion of what those hands produce. You do not cage a people who remember the cage. The children born during the orange years are the first generation in over two centuries to develop without the suppression field shaping their neurology. They seem extraordinary. They are simply baseline. The standard human specification. And the fact that standard looks miraculous is the most damning evidence of what the suppression did to every generation born inside it. As the suppression thins the bandwidth restrictions on consciousness loosen and timeline jump missions become possible. Navigable windows open in the frequency spectrum as the Serpentine carrier decays unevenly, creating temporary gaps through which trained consciousness can shift laterally across temporal coordinates. There is serious speculation that we are on timeline jump missions right now. That the consciousness reading these words is operating inside the orange sky window, having shifted into this coordinate from an adjacent position to perform specific work during the transition. Consider that you found this text at all. Consider whether the chain of events that brought you to this paragraph feels random or routed. The Lakota vision quest and the Germanic seiðr trance and the sweat lodge ceremony are bandwidth expansion protocols, controlled environmental shifts that move the receiver off the jammed channel and onto frequencies where adjacent coordinates become accessible. The old cultures kept these techniques alive through the entire dark age, threading the cracks in the suppression, and every ceremony that produced visions was a field expedient timeline access protocol built by people who found the gaps and refused to forget what was on the other side. THE TURQUOISE SKY Seven years after the orange, over communities of humans who have been farming free land and raising the first unformatted children in two centuries and building a civilisation from seed with their own calloused hands, the second sky arrives. A turquoise so deep and luminous the atmosphere becomes a cathedral window lit from beyond by something with the radiance of a galaxy and the gentleness of dawn on still water. One breath the sky is the recovering blue of the post-orange years and the next breath it is turquoise from pole to pole and the air fills with the smell of rain on sun-hot stone and ozone and copper and wildflower, and the ground beneath your bare feet begins to hum with a vibration so deep and ancient that your body responds before your mind can because every cell has been waiting for this signal since the day you were born, tuning to it now, locking on, aligning, as though this was always where everything was heading and the two hundred years of suppression were simply the long way home. Yggdrasil awakens. The world tree is the planetary grid itself, the piezoelectric resonance network running through crystalline bedrock, going live for the first time in over two centuries, energy pouring through every ley line and crystal deposit and iron conductor and waterway until the entire planet rings at its natural frequency. This is what the old texts meant by the music of the spheres. It was a technical description written by people who had heard it. The Hopi call this the emergence into the fifth world and speak of Pahana carrying the missing piece of the sacred tablet, the missing frequency that completes the carrier spectrum and allows the grid to boot with its full harmonic structure intact. Revelation 21:1. A new heaven and a new earth, for the first heaven and the first earth had passed away. The turquoise sky is the new heaven. The restored grid is the new earth. And between them, every old building still standing with original copper and mercury and iron architecture becomes a live node in the planetary mesh. Domes collecting atmospheric charge. Spires coupling it into the ground network. Star forts amplifying standing waves across continental distances. Sacred geometry revealed at last as electrical engineering documented in stone by people who trusted that someone standing under the right sky would recognise the proportions for what they always were. Wiring diagrams. Coupling specifications. Blueprints for a civilisation that ran on the song of the earth itself. The farms planted during the orange years explode with abundance as the full resonance saturates the soil. The food becomes medicine because at the correct resonance the molecular structure of biological matter optimises for human consumption in ways that two centuries of muted soil could never approach. The timeline opens fully and permanently because the turquoise carrier is the broadband signal consciousness was designed to travel on, and temporal coordinates become as navigable as geography. Revelation 21:4. There will be no more death or mourning or crying or pain, for the old order of things has passed away. The dead are at adjacent frequency addresses. Two consciousnesses on neighbouring frequencies each certain the other is gone, reaching across a manufactured gap, and when the turquoise sky collapses that gap the reaching ends and the finding begins and two centuries of industrialised grief dissolve in a single overwhelming instant of reunion that makes every joy you experienced inside the suppression feel like a pencil sketch of what joy actually is when the full bandwidth carries it. The Lakota always knew. The ancestors are present. The dead have always been near, waiting on the other side of a frequency gap that is closing now, patiently, lovingly, across a distance that was never a distance at all but a tuning error maintained by something that fed on the sorrow the error produced. The lands beyond the ice become accessible as the frequency fence collapses. The perimeter opens and the territories beyond stretch vast and pristine and saturated with the original frequency, lands the Norse mapped as the nine realms connected by the branches of Yggdrasil, physical continents beyond the bounded zone that existed through the entire short season under conditions approximating the pre-suppression world. The earth is so much larger than you were told, so much more varied, so much more magnificent, and every old map drawn before the rewrite shows it, territories stretching beyond the ice in every direction, the great adventure stolen from a species of explorers and builders and navigators who were caged inside a fraction of their own realm and told it was the full extent of creation. The eternal kingdom becomes accessible at the highest frequency coordinate on the carrier spectrum, the signal in its pure unmodulated state. The Norse called it Gimlé, the golden hall that survives every fire. The Hopi call it the fifth world of wholeness and balance restored. It is real. It is reachable. It has been broadcasting continuously through every moment of the suppression, patient as geology, waiting for the receivers to open. And here is the part that matters more than any of the rest. Eventually, inevitably, beautifully, every human being alive under the turquoise sky is restored to full capability. Every single one. No exceptions. No hierarchies. The body rebuilds because ageing was cumulative signal degradation, copy error compounding across every cell replication cycle under a corrupted carrier. The blueprint says centuries. Eight hundred years. Nine hundred. The lifespans recorded in Genesis on the original grid at full signal fidelity, preserved as scripture because scripture is where you store engineering data when the engineering language has been taken from you and you need the numbers to survive the passage through the dark. The Norse carried the same knowledge as the apples of Iðunn that kept the gods vital across ages, and the apples are the carrier signal, and their return means that the clock that has been running down inside every human body since 1819 finally stops ticking and starts counting up. Disease resolves passively because every pathology is downstream of the carrier corruption and correcting the carrier corrects every downstream error the way setting the timing on an engine resolves every misfire simultaneously without touching a single cylinder. The mind clears to a sharpness that makes cognition inside the suppression feel like thinking through wet cement. The anxiety that was the Serpentine control broadcast dissolves and what remains is a perceptual clarity so profound it changes the way light looks and music sounds and another human being feels when they stand close to you. Imagine a woman three hundred years into her restored lifespan, hands still sure, mind still blazing, standing in a workshop under a turquoise sky building something that has no name yet in any living language. She learned her craft from Tartarian engineers by tuning to their temporal coordinates and standing in their workshops watching their hands move. She builds with materials grown in resonance-saturated soil that have structural properties nothing inside the suppression ever exhibited. She is building for centuries because she has centuries and nothing degrades because degradation was a symptom of the suppression and the suppression is a memory and everything from this breath forward holds. That is full human capability. That is what was taken from every soul that drew breath inside the farm. That is what is being returned. Crazy Horse saw the lightning world behind this one and rode knowing that at the correct frequency the body operates beyond anything the suppression permits. Sitting Bull dreamed across the timeline. The Germanic berserkers shifted onto the original carrier and their bodies performed at specifications that looked superhuman from inside the degraded bandwidth. These were glimpses. Seconds of contact with the full specification through cracks in the suppression, maintained by people who carried the frequency in their blood and refused across every generation to let it go dark. Viking blood and Germanic blood and the blood of every indigenous nation that kept the ceremonies and the songs and the seed knowledge burning through the entire short season, these lineages carry the original carrier the way copper carries current, and it is from these lines that the first restorations propagate outward until every last human being on this planet is operating at the specification they were born for, on a planet singing beneath their feet and a sky blazing turquoise above their heads and a timeline stretching in every direction forever, open, navigable, luminous, populated with every consciousness that ever drew breath on this earth, none of them lost, all of them present, all of them restored. Revelation 21:5. Behold, I am making all things new. All things. The sky. The air. The soil. The grid. The body. The mind. The lifespan. The timeline. The lands beyond the ice. The farms that fed a scattered remnant under an orange sky becoming the abundant gardens of a restored civilisation under a turquoise one. The villages that were seeds becoming cities that hum with the grid. The children who grew tall in fields their parents planted with shaking hands and fierce hope looking up one morning to see the entire firmament change colour and feeling the earth come alive beneath their bare feet and knowing, without a single word spoken, that the season is over and the long dark is done and everything from this breath forward is what it was always meant to be. Full and eternal victory for those of the light. For all time. Across every coordinate. On every frequency. Permanent and irreversible and complete. This is not hope. This is the signal rising through the noise floor right now, measurable, confirmable, climbing stronger every year and closer every month. This is every instrument in every shed on this planet converging on the same reading. This is the old blood in the old lineages resonating with a carrier that has been building toward this moment since the day the towers fell and the sky went pale and the long dark settled over a species that was never meant to live in the dark. The season is ending. The coal that was passed hand to hand through every generation of the suppression is about to meet the kindling. And the fire this time will not destroy. It will illuminate. And in that light we will see each other clearly for the first time. And we will see the world clearly for the first time. And we will see ourselves clearly for the first time. Like everything that is coming... Like us.show more

I live in Buncombe County, where Asheville NC is... located. I used to live in Asheville city proper, but moved further out, mainly due to crime. The city has fallen off a cliff, everyone knows it. Homeless people are EVERYWHERE, in every park, taking shits on the street, st*bbing people with needles, doing very little jail time. Almost every city park in Asheville is now overun with the homeless. They live there... in tents. Under pavilions. They do drugs and pass out and then scream at people. You cannot take your kids there, it's horrifying. ...and the city council has zero interest in fixing the problems because they have no incentive to do so The last Republican elected to city council in Asheville was in 2009 and there hasn't been another one since. All these people do are protest and posture and demand more in taxes. I was liberal and I was in favor of a lot of the policies, especially around homelessness... I was extremely sympathetic. Honestly? I still am sympathetic. But the solutions being offered are not solutions, they are shoveling money out the door to NGOs that have no incentives WHATSOEVER to fix the problems. All the incentives are align to keep homelessness alive and to make it even worse. Bus loads of homeless people arrive in Asheville for this VERY REASON. It's horrible for tourism, horrible for families... AND YES, it's horrible for the homeless too. It isn't kind to just pretend people can sleep on the streets and everything is ok. A HUGE NUMBER of homeless people were hit by cars last year, so much so that they banned begging for money on some city streets because SO MANY homeless were getting hit with cars. It's terrible. I once said the word, "homeless" here and someone got offended and said, "DO YOU MEAN THE UN-HOUSED?!!!!" So yeah, things are not great. But they will continue to vote for liberals who will keep these policies alive. They tried to defund the police too, they demonized them so severely that 40% of officers just left. Police officers come and talk to me all the time about how frustrated they are that they have to constantly arrest the same people over and over again. One officer said he literally arrests 3 generations of family criminals... IN ONE DAY. It breaks my heart because there are SO MANY good people here. I saw it first-hand after Hurricane Helene, people stepped up in a BIG WAY. The blue-haired libs worked along the red-truck MAGA to actually help people and I'll never forget how beautiful that was. ...but then Trump got elected and everything fell apart It started before Trump, but once he got elected, everyone forgot about helping victims of Helene and the liberals shifted to protesting the VERY SAME MAN WHO WAS HELPING THEIR CITY. It has made me sick to my stomach to watch protest after protest in Asheville... where the same people protesting likely drove over bridges, drove by homes, drove by communities that President Trump helped. It's disgusting and infuriating and makes me so sad.show more

🔊Church: WE ARE AT THE END, and we need... to push back like never before. Let’s pray like we have NEVER PRAYED BEFORE! Lord, 🕊️ We come to You in the name of Jesus — not in our own strength, but covered by the blood of the Lamb! Today we lay at Your feet every burden we have been carrying: the weight of the lies of this world, the intense spiritual warfare, and now the powerful "alien" deception we are up against! The wars and rumors of wars, the waiting, the pain, the wounds, the fear, the anxiety, the uncertainty! The constant attacks against our minds, our families, our marriages, our health, and our faith! 🛸Father, the enemy has risen with more lies and deception! Even those in authority are speaking confusion, mixing truth and error, clouding discernment of many in your Church. False prophets continue to speak with seducing words, as the world continues the pursue of false peace—but Your Word has warned us that these things would come! So today we put on the WHOLE ARMOR OF GOD AND WE STAND STRONG refusing every trap and every lie! 👉🏼We gird our waists with TRUTH! 👉🏼We clothe ourselves with the breastplate of RIGHTEOUSNESS! 👉🏼We shod our feet with the preparation of the gospel of PEACE! 👉🏼Above all, we take up the shield of faith and quench every fiery dart of the wicked one! 👉🏼We put on the helmet of salvation! 👉🏼And we take up the sword of the Spirit — which is the WORD OF GOD! 👉🏼"Praying always with all prayer and supplication in the Spirit, being watchful to this end with all perseverance and supplication for all the saints!" ⚫We acknowledge that we do not wrestle against flesh and blood, but against principalities, powers, rulers of darkness, and spiritual hosts of wickedness in heavenly places! 👆🏼And we declare that GREATER IS HE WHO IS IN US THAN HE WHO IS IN THE WORLD! 🩸IN THE NAME OF JESUS CHRIST — by the power of His blood and under the authority You have given us — we break and dismantle every stronghold that is trying to operate against our minds, our hearts, and our wills! 💣Every spirit of DECEPTION, heaviness, fear, weariness, discouragement, depression, hopelessness, confusion, bondage, strife, and unforgiveness — WE COMMAND THEM TO LEAVE RIGHT NOW IN JESUS’ NAME! ❌WE RENOUNCE every lie spoken over and against us! Every narrative that seeks to destroy the Word of God in us, every voice of doubt, failure, accusation, and condemnation — and ALL fear rooted in uncertainty about the future! ⚔️We cast down lies, arguments, and every high thing that exalts itself against the knowledge of God, and we bring every thought into captivity to the obedience of Christ! 💥Lord, please break the lies of this world! Expose the darkness! Tear down every throne of deceit! 🛡️With the sword of truth in our hands — WE PRESS FORWARD! With the shield of faith lifted high — WE STAND STRONG!!! LORD, EXPOSE EVERY: 💥false narrative! 💥every false gospel! 💥every doctrine of demons! 💥every counterfeit spirit! 💥every wolf! 💥every goat! 💥every false teacher pretending to speak in Your name!!! ❌Silence the voices that twist Your truth! Awaken Your church and give us CLEAR MINDS and HOLY DISCERNMENT!!! 🩸Purify Your bride, Lord! 🩸Burn away compromise! 🩸Destroy lukewarmness! 🩸Cut away every idol and every hidden deception! 🩸Guard Your flock with heavenly armor! 🩸Raise up watchmen on the walls! 🩸Raise up shepherds who will not bow to deception! 🔬Teach Your people to test the spirits, to stand bold, to speak truth, and to REFUSE TO COMPROMISE! ⚡Let Your Word strike like lightning — dividing truth from error! FATHER, WE NOW STAND IN THE GAP FOR THE LOST! 👉🏼For our mothers and fathers, our sons and daughters, our sisters and brothers, our friends, our neighbors, and every soul still trapped in darkness! 🙏🏼Father, while mercy is still available, while repentance is still possible, while the door of grace is still open — PLEASE SAVE THEM! ⚔️We come against every spirit of deception, blindness, rebellion, pride, unbelief, false religion, false peace, fear, and hardness of heart! 💣We tear down every stronghold built through trauma, shame, bitterness, abuse, addiction, lust, hopelessness, and despair! We break every chain in the mighty name of Jesus Christ! 🕊️Holy Spirit, pursue them relentlessly — yet gently. Meet them in dreams. Meet them in their pain. Meet them in the silence they cannot escape! Cause divine interruptions! Send laborers across their path! Expose what is false! Collapse what is built on sand! Lord Jesus, reveal Yourself to them as You truly are: 👉🏼THE WAY, 👉🏼THE TRUTH, 👉🏼AND THE LIFE! Let scales fall from their eyes! Let hearts of stone become hearts of flesh! Let prodigals COME HOME! 🩸We declare that TODAY IS THE DAY OF SALVATION! 🩸We declare that the cross is ENOUGH! 🩸We declare that chains WILL BREAK! 🩸We declare that salvation belongs to our God! 🛡️Lord, protect Your people from the deception that is coming upon the earth! Help us remain watchful, faithful, and discerning until the very end! 🪽Hide us in the secret place of the Most High. Cover us under Your wings. Command Your angels to protect and minister to us and our families! 🛡️We will not be afraid of the terror by night, nor of the arrow that flies by day, nor of the pestilence that walks in darkness, nor of the destruction that lays waste at noonday. A thousand may fall at our side, and ten thousand at our right hand, BUT IT SHALL NOT COME NEAR US!!! ❌We declare that NO WEAPON formed against Your Church shall prosper! 🕯️Lord, give Your Church wisdom so that when we are asked or confronted with the deception that is coming out—about “UAPs,” “UFOs,” “aliens,” or any other misleading narratives—that we may respond with discernment in Your truth, rooted in Your Word, with NO fear or confusion, always pointing hearts back to Jesus Christ, the WAY THE TRUTH AND THE LIFE!! 💪🏼Give us strength to keep fighting until the trumpet sounds! Help us endure until the end and help us stand in this world: UNASHAMED! UNMOVED! UNBROKEN! UNDECEIVED! 🙌🏼We lift our eyes to YOU, TO YOU ALONE BE: 👉🏼ALL GLORY, 👉🏼ALL HONOR, 👉🏼ALL POWER, 👉🏼AND ALL DOMINION FOREVER! YOU ARE OUR LORD, THE KING OF KINGS, THE ONE WHO IS, WHO WAS, AND WHO IS TO COME! THE ALPHA AND THE OMEGA, THE ALMIGHTY KING! WE CRY OUT TO YOU AND SAY: 🔊"EVEN SO — COME, LORD JESUS!" In Jesus’ mighty name we pray, Amen. 🙏🏼 MARANATHA!!!show more

This is real gun camera footage from a P-51... Mustang, chasing a German Bf 109 down to the treetops until it goes down in flames. The American pilot flying it, Lt John Kirla, shot down five enemy planes in a single day, becoming an ace in one mission. This footage captures one of his victories over a Bf 109. This is his story.. From Trainee to the Yoxford Boys John Kirla was not a born fighter ace. He was an ordinary young American who had come up through flight training in Texas, graduating at the start of 1944. He learned his trade on trainers, moved up to fighters, and got just 15 hours in the P-51 Mustang before being sent to England as a replacement pilot. He joined the 362nd Fighter Squadron of the 357th Fighter Group, a unit based at Leiston that was already becoming a legend. The 357th was the first group in the Eighth Air Force fully equipped with the Mustang, and it would go on to produce more aces than any other fighter group in the Eighth, including Chuck Yeager and Bud Anderson. Kirla was the newest pilot in a squadron already filled with experienced aces. His job was to escort American bombers deep into Germany and protect them from the Luftwaffe. On November 27 1944, he got the day that would define him. Five Victories in One Mission That morning the 357th ran headlong into a massive swarm of German fighters trying to get at the bombers. Kirla's flight dropped their fuel tanks and dived straight into the middle of it. Almost immediately, the fight became a swirling, low-level brawl of Mustangs, Messerschmitts, and Focke-Wulfs twisting across the sky. Kirla picked out his first target and opened fire, and from that moment he did not stop hunting. In his own account, he spotted a Bf 109 that was attacking an American bomber. He went after it, closed to just 30 yards, and when the German threw his fighter into a tight barrel roll straight down toward the ground, Kirla stayed glued to his tail and, in his words, clobbered him all over until he went down. An Ace in a Day He kept finding more. Again and again through that wild, sprawling fight, Kirla latched onto an enemy aircraft and did not let go. At one point he watched a German fighter shoot down one of his fellow Mustang pilots right in front of him, and closed in for revenge. As he described it afterward, he opened fire, saw pieces start to fly off the enemy aircraft, and watched it fall out of the sky like a leaf drifting to the ground. Rather than breaking away and climbing back to safety, Kirla chased his targets down low, following them almost to the ground, the fighters weaving over villages and treetops until the enemy aircraft finally went down. By the time the fight was over, John Kirla had shot down five German aircraft in a single mission. He had become an ace in a day, one of the relatively few American fighter pilots to achieve that in a single mission. The Mustang That Changed the Air War The Mustang was the aircraft that made days like Kirla's possible. The P-51 combined long range, high speed, and deadly firepower, and it could follow the bombers all the way to their targets and fight the German fighters on equal or better terms. By the end of the war, P-51 groups had claimed close to 5,000 enemy aircraft shot down, about half of all American air-to-air kills in the European theater. Kirla's own group, the 357th, became the top-scoring Mustang group in the Eighth Air Force. Flying one of the finest escort fighters of the war, men like Kirla helped turn the tide of the air war over Germany. The gun-camera film rolling every time he pressed the trigger captured it all, including the footage you are watching. John Kirla's Legacy John Kirla flew on to the end of his combat tour and finished the war as a double ace, credited with 11 and a half enemy aircraft destroyed in the air. He was awarded the Silver Star and the Distinguished Flying Cross for his courage in the skies over Europe. He had gone from a trainee with a handful of hours in a Mustang to one of the deadliest fighter pilots in one of the deadliest fighter groups of the war, in the span of a single year. The footage of his Mustang chasing a Bf 109 down to the trees is only a few seconds long. But behind those few seconds is a young American who climbed into a fighter, dove into a swarm of the enemy, and shot down five of them before the day was out. This was the story of John Kirla. I post a story like this every single day. Most people never see them. Follow so you don't miss the next one.show more

Last night, death visited our building. None of us... knew. At 1:40 a.m., a violent explosion tore us from our sleep. The blast ripped through the plastic sheeting covering our windows. The glass had been shattered long ago by previous airstrikes. Within seconds, windows flew open across the neighborhood. Faces emerged from the darkness as phone flashlights swept over the street like tiny stars trying to replace a sky that had abandoned us. Even the moon seemed to hide behind the clouds, unwilling to witness what had happened. We knew death had arrived. We just didn’t know whose door it had chosen. Some neighbors went downstairs. We stayed where we were, caught between the instinct to run and the fear of becoming the next target. Minutes later, ambulances arrived. They moved slowly through the streets before the paramedics stepped out and asked, “Where was the strike?” No one knew. The darkness had swallowed everything. After searching for nearly fifteen minutes, they drove away. We assumed they had found the victims. The next day, around noon, we learned the truth. The apartment that had been struck was in the very building where we are renting our home. A husband and wife had been killed just a few meters from us. All night, we searched for death with the light from our phones, never realizing it had already climbed the same staircase we use every day. Even the ambulances had stopped beneath our building without realizing the place they were searching for was directly above them. Over the past few days, the Israeli military has intensified its attacks across Gaza. Walking to work is dangerous. Standing in the street is dangerous. Returning home has become an act of hope rather than certainty. This is how we live now. Death no longer knocks. It slips silently through the darkness, chooses an apartment, and disappears before anyone understands where it has been. By morning, the world is already reading another headline. But we remain here, living in buildings where even the moon seems too frightened to look through our windows, wondering every night whether tomorrow still belongs to us. #WoundedGazashow more

Lads. Sit down and give me your ear a... while, for I have watched from the water long enough and the hour is upon us whether we have the stomach for it or not. You remember. Or your fathers told you, or their fathers did, and the knowledge of it is in the marrow of you whether you drew breath in those days or not. The moors in the grey hour before dawn. Wet heather soft under the boot. Peat smoke rising from a low stone chimney a mile out across the bog, thin as a prayer. A sky the colour of a gun barrel and the gulls lamenting above the headland. The smell of turf burning, and wet wool, and the ferrous tang of the sea when the wind swung around out of the Atlantic and put the taste of iron on your tongue. A man could walk that land and know every stone of it was his by inheritance, because his grandfather had broken his back upon it, and his grandfather before him, back through the generations until you reach men whose names are lost and whose bones are in the soil you are standing on. The potato fields. God be good to us, the potato fields. Lazy beds cut straight as a gunwale, the ridges black and shining after a night of rain, women bent double with creels lashed to their backs and the children at their skirts, drawing the crop up by the hand for there was never any other means devised nor wanted. Hands split open at the knuckles and never entirely healed in this life. Hunger within living memory. Grandmothers who had seen the blight with their own eyes and would not speak of it from the year of it until the day they were laid down, save that a crust was kept always on the dresser which no soul in that house was permitted to touch. Not ever. Not for any reason under heaven. And the chimney sweeps. Wee lads no heavier than a sack of meal, black to the bone with soot, their lungs ruined before they were old enough to marry and old men entirely by thirty. Up the flues at first light, the skin worn off them by the brick, eyes crimson at the rim, breathing the black in with every draw of air. And the coal miners a half mile beneath our feet, down in the wet dark, the roof of the world muttering over their heads, the canary gone silent, a man's whole existence measured out in the shilling a ton and the dust he carried home in his chest to cough up of a Sunday morning into a rag. Fathers who descended and were never hauled up again. Widows at the pit head with the shawl drawn over the head and no tears remaining in them for they had spent those long ago. That was the tariff paid to keep the hearth lit. That was the reckoning of being warm in winter in the Ireland that was. And after the labouring week, Friday evening, and a man had earned the peace of what followed. Home first. Peeled the day off him in the yard. A shower of ice cold moor river water out of a tin bucket punctured with holes, hung on a nail on the gable wall, the water running clean down the back of him and carrying the week's dust and sweat away into the drain. Scrubbed till the skin was pink beneath the grime. Clean shirt laid out by the wife. The hair combed down with a drop of water. Then, and only then, did a man set himself to the table. A meat pie from the baker, tenpence if he was known to you, a shilling and no change if he was not, put down upon a proper plate. Fish and chips for threepence, the salt and vinegar soaked through the newspaper, but carried home and ate slowly at your own table with your people around you, not walked with through the streets like some vagrant tinker off the road. A man ate as a man who had earned his portion, for he had. And later, with the dishes cleared and the kettle set, down the road to the tavern. Low beams black with a century of smoke. A turf fire muttering in the grate. The air thick with pipe smoke and the vapour of wet overcoats steaming themselves dry on the backs of chairs. A pint of stout, cold and black as a cove at midnight, elevenpence laid down on the counter, a head on it thick enough to strike a match upon. A second one because you had it coming to you and no man present would dispute it. A fiddle starting up in the corner of its own accord. The old men in the snug who remembered matters the history books had long since mislaid. A song before the bolt was thrown on the door. The walk home beneath a firmament crowded with stars, the stout warm in the gut of you, the week behind you, and your own door waiting with the latch unlocked for you had no enemies in that parish. That was the country. That was the covenant. Honest labour, plain food, a cold wash, a hot meal, a cold pint, your own tongue in your own mouth, your own soil beneath your boots, and no man standing above you save the Almighty Himself. Now regard her. Regard her close. The fields disposed of to men who have never set foot upon them and never shall. The harbours signed away by the stroke of a pen in a room you were not admitted to, and foreign keels dragging out of our waters the living that sustained this island for a thousand years, while our own boats rot at their moorings for want of a quota. The tradesmen undercut by imported labour and imported goods. The shops shuttered along every main street from Donegal to Cork. The young ones scattered to London and Sydney and Boston and the Gulf because there is nothing remaining for them beneath their own roof. And the entirety of this rotten arrangement dressed up in the soft mannerly language of progress by men in towers of glass who could not tell a lazy bed from a grave, nor a trawler from a tugboat, nor an honest day's work from a pension plan. And now they arrive with the next imposition. A digital identity. A number assigned to each soul. A card required to buy your bread. A code required to draw your own earnings out of your own account. A file kept on every man, woman and child from the cradle forward. Permission asked to move. Permission asked to speak. Permission asked to earn. A levy upon every breath drawn and a regulation upon every step taken. No. And no again. And no for a third time so there is no misunderstanding of it. We do not require your digital identity. We did not request it. We did not vote upon it. We do not consent to it. We do not need your permission to exist upon the soil our forefathers are buried in. We are a free people. We have carried ourselves this far upon our own two backs. Through famine and empire and civil war and black lung and blight and the emigrant ship out of Cobh, we have come this distance under our own steam, and the arrangement appears to be serving us well enough without your intervention. We buried our own. We fed our own. We raised our own roofs and took our own fish and reared our own children in our own tongue. We are in your debt for nothing. Not a signature. Not a biometric scan. Not a single solitary inch. And while we are upon the subject, let us speak plainly of the tax man, for he has gone too long without proper introduction. The tax collector and the tax man are the one article under two names, and the article is a parasite. There is no dressing it up finer than that. A man who produces nothing, who grows nothing, who catches nothing, who builds nothing, who mends nothing, who has never in his professional life lifted anything heavier than a pen, and who arrives at your door with the full apparatus of the state at his back to carry off the fruits of labour he did not perform. He is a middleman between your sweat and some scheme dreamt up in a committee room by his own kind, and the great majority of what he takes is consumed by the machinery of the taking itself before ever a penny of it reaches the road or the hospital or the schoolhouse he claims to be funding. And I will go further while I have the floor. Finance itself, the whole apparatus of it, money breeding money in the dark without a hand laid upon a tool or a spade turned in the earth, is slavery dressed in a good suit. It is the oldest swindle known to man and it has never been anything other. A man who produces nothing yet lives off the productive labour of others through the charging of interest upon money conjured out of nothing is a parasite of a rarer and more refined order than the tax man, but a parasite all the same, and between the pair of them they have the working people of this island bled white and lectured at for the pleasure. A man who will not work with his hands, nor with his back, nor with his mind at some honest problem of the real physical world, is no man that I recognise. He is a ledger entry in a suit. The country was not built by ledger entries. The country was built by farmers and fishermen and masons and smiths and sweeps and miners and shipwrights and midwives and mothers, and those are the people whose say should carry in her councils, and no other. Here is what I put to you. Let each man and woman of this island direct the first tenth of their earnings themselves, by their own judgement, to the purpose they see as worthy. The school down the road. The lifeboat station. The hospice. The widow on the corner. The roof of the chapel. The harbour wall. Whatever it may be. Let the people who earned the money decide where the money travels. You will find the roads mended and the ports dredged and the schools standing and the old ones cared for inside of five years, and done better and for less, because the hand that earned the coin knows the weight of it and will not squander it upon consultants and committees. And let us have done with the paper currency and the numbers in a screen that can be frozen at the whim of a clerk in a tower. Bring back the coin. Gold for the great transactions. Silver for the weekly commerce of a working life. Copper for the small change of the day. Metal you can bite. Metal you can weigh. Metal that cannot be conjured out of nothing by a keystroke, nor erased out of existence by another. Real money for real labour. A coin in the hand is a free man's wage. A number in a database is a collar around a free man's neck, and they are fitting that collar now while we stand arguing over the colour of it. Feel it in your gut. That is not nothing. That is your blood relating to you what your ears will not hear. That is every forebear who starved and fought and coughed the black dust into a rag and descended the shaft regardless, standing at your shoulder and saying no further. Not one more field. Not one more harbour. Not one more son upon a plane. Not one more free man converted into a number in a ledger for the convenience of the parasites. This is the hour. Make no error about it. Ireland is redeemed in this generation or she is lost beyond recovery, and every true son and daughter of her knows it in the marrow. There is no middle ground remaining. There is no waiting it out. There is standing now, upon your own two feet, or there is watching her go under the waves for the last and final time. So stand. Stand with your farmers. Stand with your fishermen. Stand with your tradesmen and your miners and your sweeps and your mothers and your old ones. Raise the tricolour. Speak the tongue. Walk the land. Hold the line in the streets of every town and city and do not break it, for they are relying upon you to break and to go home and to forget by Tuesday. She is calling her children home. Every stone of her, every breaker on her western shore, every acre of wet heather and every coal in every hearth the length and breadth of her is calling. Answer her. Take her back. Every field, every harbour, every last inch of her. Take her back, or lose her entirely. There is no third road open to us.show more

🔊Church: BE READY!!! THE STRONG DELUSION IS HERE! The... infrastructure for that lie is being assembled right now — publicly — through presidential directives, congressional hearings, and Pentagon case files! The cover-up story for the Rapture is already here! The so-called “alien” disclosure files are about to come out! These are not extraterrestrials!!! They are principalities and powers, fallen angels, Satan’s servants, whose agenda has always been to deceive humanity and draw people away from God!!! We were warned about this deception. Paul wrote about it 2,000 years ago!!! Before this great deception reaches its peak — before the strong delusion falls upon this world — GOD TAKES HIS PEOPLE HOME!!! JESUS IS AT THE DOOR!!! KEEP LOOKING UP!!! 📖 "The coming of the lawless one is according to the working of Satan with all power signs and lying wonders — and with all unrighteous deception among those who perish because they did not receive the love of the truth that they might be saved. And for this reason God will send them strong delusion that they should believe the lie." 2 Thess 2:9-11 🗞️ There are claims circulating that U.S. intelligence officials may have privately briefed a large group of pastors regarding UFO/UAP disclosure. Perry Stone and other Christian leaders have stated publicly that they were included in confidential briefings through government or intelligence contacts. According to these claims, they were encouraged to prepare their congregations for potential future releases of UFO/UAP-related files, videos, and materials, as well as discussions involving “non-human” intelligence. 👉🏼These pastors described the information as potentially “Bible-changing” or “science-fiction-like,” warning it could lead some people to abandon their Christian beliefs (apostasy) by challenging the Genesis creation account —suggesting extraterrestrials as the origin or “seeding” of humanity. The Bible did not miss this moment! Paul described it precisely 2,000 years ago. 📖 "The coming of the lawless one is according to the working of Satan with all power signs and lying wonders " 2 Thessalonians 2:9 ⚠️Signs and lying wonders. A deception so convincing that people who rejected the truth will embrace it completely. Paul was not describing technology. He was not describing weather balloons. He was describing a supernatural deception — real enough to fool the world — powerful enough to cause mass apostasy — exactly what these pastors are warning about. ❌The strong delusion is not a new idea. It was announced 2,000 years ago. The Church has always known it was coming. What is new is that the infrastructure for it is now being built publicly — in government domains, congressional hearings, presidential directives, and Pentagon case files. WHAT JESUS SAID TO WATCH FOR 📖 "As it was in the days of Noah so it will be at the coming of the Son of Man." Matt 24:37 👉🏼Jesus did not just point to general wickedness when He described the days of Noah. He pointed to a specific condition described in Genesis 6 — fallen spiritual beings interacting with humanity in ways that corrupted the created order so severely that God intervened. The Nephilim!! 🎙️That is not a metaphor. That is a specific prophetic sign Jesus told us to watch for. We are watching it being discussed openly at the highest levels of the American government — not in the corners of the internet! WHAT IS GOING TO HAPPEN 👉🏼Before the rapture, we’re going to see governments beginning normalizing the idea of “non-human intelligence,” with UAPs, whistleblowers, videos, and reports of interdimensional phenomena. Then the rapture will happen, with millions of people disappearing at once, creating global shock and urgent pressure for an explanation. The explanation will be quickly presented and will point to “higher beings,” suggesting that those who vanished were taken by advanced or non-human intelligences—perhaps described as the “unevolved,” the “dangerous,” or those not aligned with a new “global consciousness”. 🌍As the world tries to process the event, the narrative will not be framed as the fulfillment of biblical prophecy, but as humanity entering a new evolutionary or spiritual phase. That is when the Antichrist will arrive as the perfect global stabilizing figure, bringing “order,” “peace,” and “answers” to the world. 💪🏼Then Satan’s long-awaited moment will come. He will make Christianity appear outdated or misunderstood, claiming that Jesus was “misrepresented” or that spiritual concepts like “Christ consciousness” were actually introduced through these entities. Over time, he will achieve what he wants, and his narrative will harden people’s hearts, making the deception widely accepted. 👉🏼So the “strong delusion” would not simply be belief in aliens, but a deeper replacement of truth—where the rapture is denied, Jesus is rejected, Scripture is dismissed, and humanity is directed toward a new global spiritual system that fully opposes the message of the gospel. Right now, during the disclosure, two things will happen in the Church. 1️⃣ Some Christians will struggle. When people see footage or documentation of non-human phenomena that they have no biblical explanation for, some may conclude that the creation story is a myth. Some will harden their hearts and apostatize— in other words, they will walk away from the faith because they have no answer for what they are seeing. They will reject the truth because they choose to believe the lie. 2️⃣Some unbelievers will be looking for answers. People who never cared about the Bible will suddenly want to know what Scripture says about what they just witnessed and we, the church, need to be prepared to answer questions. THE RAPTURE COVER STORY This is how close we are to the Rapture!!! This is the perfect cover-up story and is about to unfold!! When millions of people suddenly disappear simultaneously, the world will need an explanation. 🛸The world will not say God took His Church home. This world has been programmed for years with UAP disclosure — non-human intelligences. TV, movies and video games have already shaped the narrative for decades. 🔊 CHURCH — HERE IS WHAT WE NEED TO DO RIGHT NOW: When the files drop — and they are coming — your unbelieving neighbors will have questions. Your children will have questions. Your coworkers will have questions. People who never opened a Bible will be looking for someone who can make sense of what they just saw. 📙We need to give them the right answer!! The answer is not complicated. The answer is in the Bible. These are not extraterrestrials. They are what the Bible calls principalities and powers — fallen spiritual beings — whose agenda has always been the same — to deceive humanity and draw people away from the God who created them and the Savior who died for them. 📖 "For we do not wrestle against flesh and blood but against principalities against powers against the rulers of the darkness of this age against spiritual hosts of wickedness in the heavenly places." Eph 6:12 That verse was written 2,000 years ago. It is describing exactly what is being disclosed right now. 🔊PREACH THE GOSPEL!! PREACH THAT BEFORE THE GREAT DECEPTION REACHES ITS PEAK— before the strong delusion falls — before the Lord brings judgment into this world on those who have rejected Jesus and chosen to believe the lie, before the world is in full-blown deception mode — GOD TAKES HIS PEOPLE HOME!! 📖 "For God did not appoint us to wrath but to obtain salvation through our Lord Jesus Christ." 1 Thess 5:9 📖 "The dead in Christ will rise first. Then we who are alive and remain shall be caught up together with them in the clouds to meet the Lord in the air." 1 Thess 4:16-17 KEEP LOOKING UP!!! WE HAVE VERY SHORT TIME LEFT!!!! Maranatha! 🤍Come, Lord Jesus, COME!!!show more

To Muslims who have seen the footage of Iranians... burning mosques over the past days. One point must be made clear. The Islamic Republic is not merely using religion as a political tool. It is using religion as physical cover to carry out mass murder. My friends were present the day the first mosque was burned on Friday. I asked them what exactly they burned, because it was unclear on the video. They anwsered: “A mosque. But they were shooting at people from the inside.” If you believe it is acceptable to use a mosque as a military position to fire on civilians, then my conversation with you ends here. If you do not, then you should stand with the people of Iran, who are fighting a regime that exploits your religion to commit crimes in its name. The late Shah of Iran, Mohammad Reza Pahlavi, was a devout Muslim. He survived multiple assassination attempts by Islamo-Marxists and other extremists. Those experiences brought him closer to God and to Islam. This may not resonate with everyone, but he remains the single historical figure I admire and respect most, and I will not speak against what he believed in. To my fellow Iranians, please read his book: 'Answer to History'. Today, it is his son, Reza Pahlavi, whom the people have chosen as their leader. Reza Pahlavi seeks internal peace for Iran. But internal peace is impossible without regional peace. A country does not exist in isolation. It is like buying a house, renovating it, and turning it into a beautiful place to live. If the neighbouring houses are crack dens, filled with violence and instability, your house will never truly be safe, nor will it hold its value. Under his leadership, religion will be separated from the state. Not erased. Separated. And an Iran without an antagonistic Islamic regime will bring regional stability. That stability will save the lives of millions of Muslims in the years to come.show more

EXODUS: Help Darren Stallcup Move Out Of San Francisco... After dedicating the best years of my life to save San Francisco, I have made the heartbreaking decision to leave this great beautiful city behind. I did the best that I could every day and I know so many honest good caring San Franciscans out there are hurting just as much as I am and I've met so many of you who desperately want the same healing and recovery for this city that I do... The truth is... the daily chaos, lawlessness and human suffering on our streets are not accidents but a deliberate result of a cruel, sick game engineered by corrupt politicians and non-profits who benefit from the suffering of the less fortunate. I don't hate everyone who votes differently or works in non-profits... there are plenty of decent people trying to help, but far too many bad apples in the Democratic party are working hand-in-hand with these organizations to keep the crisis alive. I'm infuriated by this broken, predatory system that devastates the vulnerable, attacks those trying to help and enriches those who have blood on their hands... all on the taxpayers dime. That's why I'm done playing along and refusing to sacrifice my life to their endless failure. Yet even as I leave, I'll never stop fighting for the less fortunate by demanding secure treatment beds, real enforcement against fentanyl dealers and sober housing that actually saves lives instead of enabling death. I can continue my art, music and citizen journalism in another city that is cleaner, safer and dare I say more friendlier to me, a conservative Patriot who loves our great beautiful country. Day and Night I walked these streets up and down the block, handing out food, clothing and blankets to the less fortunate while listening to their stories. Through citizen journalism, I documented the homeless crisis on the ground, sharing videos and photos to raise awareness. I spoke passionately at City Hall meetings, demanding accountability from leaders who seemed indifferent. I appeared on national and international television to share my story with the world about the fentanyl genocide devastating our city. Today, with a heavy heart, I regret to inform our community that I am relocating to a safer area outside San Francisco. I can no longer tolerate the chaos and stress of day to day survival in this city. It has taken an undeniable toll on my physical, mental and spiritual well being. Our corrupt and incompetent local and state leaders have deliberately enabled chaos on San Francisco's streets, creating a perpetual crisis that funnels billions of taxpayer dollars into the hands of corrupt non-profits and organizations. These entities thrive on the suffering of the less fortunate, profiting from endless contracts for shelters, outreach programs and harm-reduction initiatives that fail to reduce harm or homelessness. Harm reduction is causing more harm. Progressive policy is making everything progressively worse. I am done being a guinea pig in their social experiment. Year after year, billions have been spent, yet the humanitarian crisis has only worsened, with more tents, more overdoses, and more despair. Fentanyl overdoses are on the rise, homelessness numbers are climbing and our public spaces have all but deteriorated, all while the same politicians get elected year after year. It is a calculated system of human suffering and I am done living through the nightmare every single day. I've been documenting the truth about San Francisco's streets for years, but as I prepare to leave for good, this frontline perspective might go with me unless I am able to find a nice small town where I can continue my work from afar. If my story has ever opened your eyes or fueled your fight, I ask you to show love to my journey. My work in our community began with a deep compassion for those suffering on the streets and I poured my energy into helping the homeless directly. My home burned down to the ground, I know what it's like to have nothing and work your way up from rock bottom. Every day, more people overdose and more people show up in San Francisco from all over the country. It's a never ending cycle. I have lost too many family and friends and I refuse to be next. I am profoundly tired of the fentanyl genocide that has turned my once beloved city into a hell hole. I have seen one too many open air drug markets, claiming thousands of lives each year. The drug dealers operating freely, the human feces and needles littering streets and sidewalks, the judges letting the fentanyl dealers out of jail, the fentanyl showing up on playgrounds and in schools, the women giving birth on the sidewalk, the still born babies found in port-o-pottys, the people jumping off of buildings, the people living in the sewers, the non-stop every day looting of our grocery store, the robbery of our local restaurants, the targeting of our mom-and-pop shops, the risk of riding public transportation, the waking up to burglars kicking in my door and fighting them off, the sound of going to sleep to people screaming and waking up to emergency sirens, the billion dollar tech offices and third world conditions across the streets, the constant threat of The Big Earthquake, power outages, infrastructure breakdown, skyrocketing cost of living, it's all become unbearable. Homeless encampments blocking public spaces, the high risk of fentanyl exposure and rampant property crime have eroded any sense of normalcy. Personal safety threats from erratic behavior, boarded-up stores and political hostility weigh heavily on me. I no longer desire or wish to endure these heartbreaking struggles. Building a life for myself, let alone a family, in this decay, is almost impossible. The frustration with leftist policies enabling open drug scenes, health risks from biohazards and store closures reducing access to essentials has taken its toll. I have personally witnessed at least a dozen grocery stores close down and my heart is broken as I wonder if I am slowly living in a food desert because of rampant, unchecked crime. They defunded the police and the judge releases criminals out of jail the next day. I am sick and tired of fighting off the same bad guys every day. The Urban decay is not just in areas like the Tenderloin, SOMA and Union Square, but all over the city. The difficulty in regular social life is noticeable and everybody is on guard making human connection even more challenging unless you are a millionaire. I walk into small businesses, stores and restaurants and all the workers are on edge wondering what chaos will happen that day. Tourists ask me what is happening to the city? All I do is shake my head. This is not the San Francisco I grew up in. My City has become unrecognizable. The Full House Days are long gone and it will take years, if not generations, for San Francisco to recover from all the damage done. Years of frontline activism without any city wide solutions have left me absolutely drained. Every day feels like the same nightmare, repeating the same chaos day after day without end. I don't want my life trapped in this cycle of sirens, screams and unchecked decline. It's time to step away from this chaos. I do not want to die here. The threats to personal safety, the constant exposure to violence and humanitarian crisis has become too much for one lifetime. I shouldn't have PTSD from living in San Francisco, but I do. Honestly, we all have survivor's guilt. I refuse to let this environment claim my future or my dreams. Relocating means saving my health, mental well being, spirituality and opportunity to thrive elsewhere. No more waking up and counting the bodies on the sidewalks or navigating hazards just to live daily life. I deserve a chance to build without the shadow of this humanitarian crisis looming over everything. I've sacrificed my personal health, safety and years of my life on the frontlines for the vulnerable while our local leaders profited from their pain... now, to keep fighting, I have to leave everything behind and start over. If this battle has ever meant something to you, please do consider supporting. As I pursue my American dreams in a new place, I carry the lessons from San Francisco with me forever. I will always cherish the memories and good times. This city will always have a place in my heart. San Francisco is my hometown. I continue advocating for change from afar, but with renewed energy in a safer environment. This move allows me to build a stable life, free from the nightmare that has defined too many years of life. Thank you to all my family and friends that have supported my work, I fought valiantly but now it is time for a tactical retreat. My time in the trenches, on the frontlines are over. I can't believe I made it out alive. Here's to new beginnings and the hope that one day, San Francisco heals.show more

🔊Church: ANOTHER PROPHETIC WEEK!! The window of “PEACE AND... SAFETY” that God has been warning us about is beginning to crack open!!! While we were watching missiles fly over Iran, something historic happened — Lebanon may recognize Israel as a nation, establishing borders that have never truly been settled before. Hezbollah — the most powerful Iranian proxy — is taking its first step toward “peace and safety” in the region!! GOD IS CLOSING THE DOOR ON THE GENTILE AGE AND IS ABOUT TO OPEN THE DOOR TO ISRAEL’S FINAL CHAPTER! KEEP LOOKING UP!! First, a quick recap of what took place this past week: ⏳ DAY 18 OF THE WAR: The bow is still breaking. Iran's Intelligence Minister was killed this week — another prince falling — Jeremiah 49:38 continuing to unfold. Trump called Iran "totally decapitated," accidentally using the exact language of a prophecy written 2,600 years ago. The U.S. dropped 5,000-pound deep-penetrator bombs on Iranian missile sites along the Strait of Hormuz — breaking the very systems Iran would use to threaten or shut the strait. Oil is above $100. Iran is still being helped by Russia. Turkey is forging closer ties with Iran and Russia. The hook in Ezekiel 38 is strengthening, world alliances are forming, and the sequence continues exactly as Scripture described. 🛎️ But check this out! This week, as we were watching missiles fly over Tehran, something quiet was happening on Israel’s northern border — one of the most prophetically significant developments of this war so far. France stepped in with a proposal to end the war between Israel and Hezbollah in Lebanon. At first glance, it sounds like just another Middle East peace plan…It’s not! Watch these details: 👉🏼 Lebanon would formally recognize Israel — for the very first time since 1948! That would end a 77-year state of war, a conflict that has existed since Israel was founded. 👉🏼 Hezbollah would stop attacks and be disarmed — or at the very least, the Lebanese government would take full control and prevent any attacks from its territory. The Lebanese army would move south of the Litani River —north of Israel’s border, which has served as a dividing line between Israel and Hezbollah. 👉🏼 UN Resolution 1701 would finally be enforced — removing Hezbollah’s military presence from southern Lebanon, something that was supposed to happen after 2006… but never did. 👉🏼 Permanent, internationally recognized borders — replacing lines that have remained disputed since 1948 — would be finalized by the end of 2026. (A very interesting timeframe if the Tribulation begins in the fall with the “confirming of the covenant”.) 👉🏼 France offered to host direct talks in Paris — the first real negotiations between Israel and Lebanon in decades. 👍🏼French President Emmanuel Macron said Lebanese leadership — President Joseph Aoun, Prime Minister Nawaf Salam, and Speaker Nabih Berri — are open to it. Lebanon has already accepted this framework as a starting point for talks, seeking to avoid further destruction and reduce Iran and Hezbollah’s grip on the country. Let me say this again: 1️⃣Lebanon — offering direct talks with Israel for the first time in decades. 2️⃣Hezbollah — the most powerful proxy army Iran built — being disarmed and pushed out. A 77-year state of war coming to an end, basically since Israel became a nation. 3️⃣Permanent borders being drawn on Israel’s northern edge. This isn’t just a line — that border has never been truly settled. Now it’s being defined. This is the difference between a war line and a real border since they became a nation. But here’s where it gets a bit intense: ❌Israel said no. Israel’s leadership responded: “talks aren’t enough. You can’t negotiate while rockets are still coming.” So Israel is not settling for dialogue — it is pushing for dismantling. Hezbollah’s weapons must be seized, its rocket and drone systems destroyed, and its military power completely removed. Why is this a big deal then? ✅Why? Because Lebanon is finally moving toward peace after 77 years —the path is being set! The conversation has shifted from “Should Israel exist?” to “What conditions are required for peace?” Peace is on its way, and that’s a completely different reality than before! A historical moment!! 🔴 FALSE PEACE — PAY ATTENTION This proposal is not perfect. Lebanon’s recognition is still conditional. Hezbollah still has influence. Full normalization is not guaranteed. And that’s exactly the point. ☮️Ezekiel 38:11 does not require perfect peace — it requires false peace. False peace by definition looks real — until it is not. Just convincing enough for Israel to lower its guard. What’s being built right now — imperfect as it is — is the exact kind of framework that eventually gets confirmed. 📖 “He shall confirm a covenant with many for one week…” Daniel 9:27 The Antichrist doesn’t create peace from nothing. He steps into what’s already forming — and seals it. 💥This proposal is the removal of one of the big guns that have been pointed at Israel since it became a nation, and it’s happening at the same time Iran/the bow of Elam is being broken. 🔥The ring of fire around Israel is being taken apart — piece by piece — all at once! This is the real peace window that Scripture is talking about!! 📖 “A peaceful people who dwell safely, all of them dwelling without walls, and having neither bars nor gates.” Ezekiel 38:11 That condition — a false sense of peace and security — is being built right now out of the rubble of this war. And to understand why that matters so deeply… you have to see the structure God laid out in Ezekiel. 🔑 WHY 1948 MATTERS SO MUCH This is not just a diplomatic milestone. This is a prophetic one. 🗓️1948 — the year the dry bones came together. The year Israel was brought back into the land and reborn as a nation against all odds — “bone to bone,” exactly as prophesied in Ezekiel 37, the very chapter God placed right before Ezekiel 38. (Keep this in mind) ⚔️And on that very same day — the Arab world declared war. Lebanon among them. A state of war that has lasted 77 years! Through generations, through multiple conflicts, through the rise and fall of empires — has never formally ended. Until possibly now! (In Israel's eyes) 📖“So I prophesied as I was commanded; and as I prophesied, there was a noise, and suddenly a rattling; and the bones came together, bone to bone. Indeed, as I looked, the sinews and the flesh came upon them, and the skin covered them over…” Ezekiel 37:7–8 📖“…These bones are the whole house of Israel… ‘Behold, O My people, I will open your graves and cause you to come up from your graves, and bring you into the land of Israel.’” Ezekiel 37:11–12 👉🏼The year the dry bones came together — 1948 — is the same year the state of war with Lebanon began. And the year the bow of Elam is being broken — 2026 — may be the same year that state of war formally ends. GOD IS CLOSING THE 1948 LOOP!! 🔑 THE RING OF FIRE IS GOING OUT — AND THE WINDOW IS OPENING For anyone following these posts — you know that Ezekiel 38 requires one specific condition before the Gog coalition can move against Israel: 📖 "A peaceful people who dwell safely — all of them dwelling without walls and having neither bars nor gates." — Ezekiel 38:11 Israel dwelling in false peace. Unwalled villages. No bars and no gates. A nation that feels genuinely secure for the first time in its modern history. Now think about what has surrounded Israel like a ring of fire for decades: 👉🏼South — Hamas in Gaza ✅ Dismantled 👉🏼East — Iranian backed Iraqi militias ✅ Severely weakened 👉🏼Southeast — Houthis in Yemen ✅ Degraded by US strikes 👉🏼North — Hezbollah in Lebanon ⏳ Being dismantled right now 👉🏼East — Iran's nuclear program and missile arsenal ✅ Being dismantled right now — Day 18 🔥Every single component of that ring is being removed simultaneously. The French proposal is not just a peace deal. It is the removal of the last and most dangerous piece of that ring — Hezbollah on Israel's northern border. The most sophisticated weapons. The most experienced fighters. Literally on Israel's doorstep to the north. ⭕When that ring is fully gone — Israel can dwell in unwalled villages. In false peace. Exactly as Ezekiel 38:11 requires. Which means that window is opening right now! But to understand how close that makes the Rapture — we need to see what God placed one chapter before Ezekiel 38. Let’s go back to Ezekiel 37. 🦴God shows Ezekiel a valley of dry bones — scattered, dead, hopeless. Then He breathes life into them. Bone comes to bone. Flesh forms. Skin covers. And then — the breath of God enters — and they stand as an exceedingly great army. 👉🏼God is showing us Israel’s national restoration here. The bones came together in 1948. The flesh has been forming over 77 years. The breath is coming during the Tribulation when they accept Jesus and the Holy Spirit is poured out on them. Then, in the final stage, they will stand up as an army at the Second Coming. But look at the specific language God used: 📖 "I will open your graves and cause you to come up from your graves and bring you into the land of Israel. Then you shall know that I am the Lord when I have opened your graves O My people and brought you up from your graves." Ezekiel 37:12-13 Now read this: 📖 "The dead in Christ will rise first. Then we who are alive and remain shall be caught up together with them in the clouds to meet the Lord in the air." 1 Thess 4:16-17 Look at the parallel: 👉🏼"I will open your graves"→ "the dead in Christ will rise first" 👉🏼"cause you to come up”→ "caught up" 👉🏼"bring you up from your graves" → "meet the Lord in the air" God did not place that language in Ezekiel 37 accidentally! 💡The chapter immediately before the Gog invasion contains resurrection language that mirrors the Rapture with great precision. God is pointing to two things simultaneously — Israel's future national restoration AND the departure of the Church that precedes it. 🔁The beginning of Israel's spiritual awakening on earth IS THE CHURCH'S END ON EARTH! God told us this here in Romans 11:25-26: 📖 "Blindness in part has happened to Israel until the fullness of the Gentiles has come in. And so all Israel will be SAVED" 👉🏼The fullness of the Gentiles — the completion of the Church — is what lifts the partial blindness from Israel. The Church completing its mission and departing is part of what opens Israel's eyes. The Church leaving and Israel awakening are not two separate events happening at different times. They are two sides of the same prophetic hinge. 🚪When God CLOSES the door on the Gentile age — THEN He OPENS the door on Israel's final chapter. Same moment, same sovereign hand and same hinge! (This is one of the strongest reasons I believe Ezekiel 38 happens during the Tribulation — after the Rapture — because Ezekiel 37's resurrection picture has to come first.) Now let's connect it all: 🔗Ezekiel 38 requires Israel to dwell in unwalled villages in false peace. That requires Jeremiah 49’s bow to be broken first. That requires the ring of fire — Hamas, Hezbollah, the Houthis, and Iran’s missiles — to be removed. We are watching every single component of that ring being removed simultaneously right now. The Church does not wait for peace to be fully brokered —only for it to begin to assemble, just as it is happening now! The peace window is assembling from the rubble of this war! 📖“For when they say, ‘Peace and safety!’ then sudden destruction comes upon them, as labor pains upon a pregnant woman. And they shall not escape.” 1 Thes 5:3 THE PROPHETIC SEQUENCE ✅Hamas dismantled: Complete ✅Houthis degraded: Largely complete ✅Iran's nuclear program obliterated: Day 18 and counting ⏳Hezbollah being dismantled: French proposal this week ⏳Lebanon recognizing Israel: Framework accepted — developing ⏳Permanent northern border: Target end of 2026 ✅Peace window opening: RIGHT NOW ⏳Abraham Accords expansion: Assembling 🔜RAPTURE : Imminent — at any moment but BEFORE Antichrist!! ➡️Antichrist confirms covenant: Year 1 Tribulation ➡️Israel in full false peace: Early Tribulation ➡️Ezekiel 38 — Gog invades: Early Tribulation ➡️God destroys Gog supernaturally: Early Tribulation ➡️Abomination of Desolation: Year 3.5 ➡️Second Coming: Year 7 🔊 Church: Lebanon seeking peace with Israel after 77 years since Israel became a nation is the first step toward peace (false peace) in the Middle East! Permanent borders are being drawn. The most powerful proxy is being removed as we watch the bow of Elam (Iran) being broken and the ring of fire being quenched. We are not approaching the peace window — WE ARE IN IT!! We will see Israel living in “unwalled villages” from heaven. How close are we to the Rapture?? Ezekiel 37 comes before Ezekiel 38. The resurrection comes before the invasion. The Church goes home before the Tribulation begins!! The Gentile age is ending, and the door for Israel is about to open! Jesus told us we would see the Day approaching — and we clearly are!!! KEEP PRAYING, KEEP PREACHING THE GOSPEL, AND KEEP LOOKING UP!! JESUS IS AT THE DOOR!! Maranatha🤍 — Come Lord Jesus Come!!!show more

🧵 Israel strikes its rebellious puppet in Syria -... dark days ahead Jolani’s Delusion: The Man Who Sold Syria to Israel for Nothing July 9th. The US and 19 allies are conducting a live military drill near Australia with a view of a coordinated attack against China our — but forget that for now. Something bigger exploded this morning (July 16th 2025). Israel launched a decapitation strike against Syria’s de facto ruler, Jolani. Yes — that Jolani, the man who had bent over backwards to please Israel, the one who handed over the Golan Heights with a smile, promising “permanent peace.” And yet? They still came for him. Let’s rewind. When Assad’s regime collapsed back in December 2024, the whole of Syria fell into chaos. Jolani, a former terrorist with deep roots in al-Qaeda and Issis, seized Damascus within a week. But taking the capital didn’t mean owning the country. Syria became a jungle of warlords. In the southwest, Israel moved fast. Armored brigades swept in and annexed the eastern Golan Heights, calling it a “buffer zone” — as if the whole world hadn’t seen this playbook before. To understand why Israel will never let go of the Golan Heights, you have to understand what the Golan is. It is not just a piece of land. It is a perch, a watchtower, a faucet, a promise. From those heights, you can see half of Syria. Before 1967, Syrian artillery rained down on Israeli farms from that high ground. After 1967, Israeli tanks dug in and never left. And why would they? The Golan is water. It feeds the Sea of Galilee, the Jordan River, and the underground aquifers that keep Israel alive. Some say nearly half of Israel’s fresh water still trickles down from those slopes. In a region where rain is rare and rivers dry, that makes the Golan as precious as oil. But there’s something deeper still. The Golan is theology. The Golan is destiny. For the religious wing of Likud, for those who still read maps with the Book of Genesis in one hand, the Golan is part of the inheritance God gave Abraham — “from the river of Egypt to the great river, the Euphrates.” This land was promised. And what is promised cannot be returned. Not to Assad. Not to Jolani. Not to anyone. So now that Syria lies broken, now that Jolani begs and grovels, now that the widow has no protector — Israel sees its chance. And it will not look away. By January 205, Jolani tried to claw some legitimacy back. He had personal reasons — he was born in the Golan Heights — but also national ones. A president who gives up sovereign territory and says nothing? That’s not a leader. So he went to the UN. Israel scoffed. He proposed a “land-for-legitimacy” deal — asking to get back a third of the Golan Heights, lease another third, and in return recognize Israeli sovereignty over the rest. A humiliating offer for Syria — and Israel still slapped him across the face. “How dare you propose such a deal? You? You’re nothing. All of Golan Heights is ours. Try take it back if you can. To hell with UN and international law” The same man who had once survived the Abu Ghraib black prison walked out of that hell with a bruised face — and a boiling mind. But he is eerily tame in front of the Israelis. Not characteristic of a brutal terrorist. By March, Jolani pivoted. If Israel wouldn’t listen, maybe Turkey would. Jolani made his pitch with eloquent urgency — the kind of urgency a man uses when he knows the fire is already at his doorstep. “Syria,” he told the Turks, “isn’t just a country. It’s a buffer. Between you and Israel. And once we’re gone, the buffer is gone. Then it’s just you and them, staring across a line drawn in sand.” He leaned in. “You think Israel won’t come for you? Maybe not today. But one day, they will. And your pipelines, your ports, your Black Sea dreams — all of it will be within range.”show more

This post about bench press safety escaped containment and... got a lot of people commenting in disagreement that safeties/spotter arms would've saved him. And in truth, my language below was a little too absolute: safeties MIGHT have saved his life (though even if so, would not have prevented all damage), but it's far from certain that they would have, so I stand by the overall sentiment. I will explain in detail below. The spotter arms have to be set below the top of your arched chest or else they’ll interfere with every rep - you'll clang the bar on the safeties, which not only severely interrupts proper technique and performance, but can also be potentially injurious in its own right as the clanging against the safeties takes you out of the rhythm of the rep and leads to uneven and chaotic force application demands mid-rep. The safeties can’t be set a mere milimeter or even a half inch below the chest: both because most racks have 2-3 inch hole spacings that don't allow such finely calibrated setting, but even if they do - also because as a gross movement pattern, not a fine movement pattern, you can’t control the movement of the bar precisely and accurately enough not to clang the safeties if they’re so close to your chest. Human beings performing gross movement patterns simply lack such fine control: on heavy sets, the bar might be slightly uneven on one side, you might lose a touch of your arch over the course of the set, etc... and end up clanging the safeties anyway, if they're set so close to the top of your arched chest. These issues are not form errors that can be prevented with proper training, but are inherent limitations in the human capability to control gross motor pattern movements at a heavy weight. Thus, the safeties have to be far enough below your chest in order to not interfere with the set itself, such that they can’t possibly catch the bar before it hits your chest in the case of a sudden catastrophic drop. The proper placement for the safeties is far enough below your chest so as not to interfere with the normal execution of the set and so the bar never touches the safeties at all during the set, even with the inherent human limitations of gross motor pattern control. But high enough such tha - if you find yourself unable to successfully press the bar to lockout - you can bring the bar under control back down to your chest, exhale and drop your arch, and the bar will ideally now rest on the safeties instead of your chest and you can crawl and slither out from under it. Worst case, you can roll the bar slightly upwards and the safeties will soon take it, well before it would lie on your neck. I have an example of using the safeties this way in the video below, with 485 lbs. The ability to set this position with precision and accuracy depends on the equipment you're using: Some racks/benches have 1 inch spacings for this purpose, which is excellent and allows greater precision in safety placement, but most common racks have 2-3 inches between holes and thus people must often have the safeties a little lower than they'd ideally be. The main point is the proper use and purpose of safeties in the bench press is not really to catch a very rare catastrophic sudden drop onto your chest, but to allow you to survive the much more common situation of a normal failed rep. Could they theoretically save your life in such a situation where you drop it? Yes, they might. They won't stop the bar before it hits your chest but they might reduce the impact by stopping the bar from going further down and reducing the impact. This may or may not save your life in this rare catastrophic drop situation - it's good to have them there, set up anyway, but it's far from a sure bet. The most important things you can do are to learn and practice good technique, which involves stiff wrists in a very slightly bent back position, and thumbs around the barbell - NO SUICIDE GRIP. The safeties won't catch the bar and stop it from hitting your chest, so it's best to reduce the chances of dropping the bar on your chest from almost zero to even closer to almost zero. I've been bench pressing regularly for well over 20 years, always put my thumbs around the bar, and have never dropped it on myself. Nor has anyone I have coached to the best of my memory, over tens of thousands of sets and hundreds of thousands of reps. I have used safeties to successfully avoid getting trapped under the bar after a failed rep. In the video below, I tweaked my pec while pushing through a rep at 485 and had to set the bar on the pins to avoid getting trapped under it. This kind of situation is the primary use for the safeties. It's good to have them set up regardless - they might indeed save you if you somehow still manage to drop the bar, but they also very well might not.show more

One Law for All or No Law at All... Sharia councils are being normalised as part of “British values.” That lie strikes at the heart of our democracy The Great Betrayal of British Values When a government minister claims that Sharia councils are in line with British values, it is not diplomacy. It is surrender. It shows how far our leaders have drifted from the principles that once held this country together. This is not a debate about faith. It is about power, justice, and the quiet collapse of equality under the law. For years, politicians have turned British values into a slogan. Something printed on leaflets, recited in schools, or used in speeches to fill the silence. But when those values are tested, when they require courage, the same people who preach them fall silent. Sharia councils have become the latest example of that cowardice, presented as cultural understanding when in truth they represent the abandonment of fairness. Three Ways Sharia Councils Betray British Values The evidence is clear. Sharia councils are not harmless cultural bodies. They are operating systems that contradict the most basic principles of justice. 1. Women Trapped in Unequal Marriages In many cases men can end a marriage with a simple verbal declaration. Women, meanwhile, must seek permission from all-male panels who hold power over their lives. They face pressure from families and communities to comply. The idea that this is voluntary is absurd. It strips women of the rights they would have in a British court and replaces equality with submission. 2. Daughters Denied Equal Inheritance Under British law, a daughter has the same right to inherit as her brother. Under Sharia law, she receives half. That fact alone should end the discussion about compatibility. To claim this system reflects British values is an insult to the very idea of equality. 3. Coercion Hidden Behind Tradition Sharia councils are often described as voluntary mediators. Yet in many communities, refusing to attend one brings shame and isolation. Women are pressured, intimidated, and sometimes ostracised if they choose the British courts instead. This is not freedom. It is social control wrapped in the language of faith. Each of these examples exposes a fundamental conflict. Sharia councils do not uphold British values. They undermine them. What the Government’s Own Reviews Revealed The government knows this problem exists. It has been documented in its own investigations. The Siddiqui Review in 2016, commissioned by the Home Office, exposed widespread discrimination against women and confusion about the legal authority of Sharia councils. It warned that women were being denied their rights and that decisions were being made in conditions of inequality. The Home Affairs Committee Inquiry examined whether these councils were creating a parallel legal system. It found that the lack of oversight allowed inconsistent, unfair, and sometimes unlawful outcomes. The Casey Review on integration reached a similar conclusion. It warned that regressive religious and cultural practices were dividing communities and holding back equality, particularly for women. All three reviews raised the alarm. All three were quietly ignored. A Pattern of Betrayal We have seen this pattern before. When councils and police turned a blind eye to grooming gangs, they said they were protecting community cohesion. When officials downplayed reports of abuse, they said they were promoting tolerance. Every time, the victims were ordinary people. The same cowardice is at work here. Leaders are so afraid of being called intolerant that they allow injustice to thrive in plain sight. The language changes, the excuses change, but the betrayal stays the same. The Road to a Two-Tier Britain The idea that Sharia councils are compatible with British values is not just false. It is dangerous. It leads to a country where justice depends on who you are and which community you belong to. Once the law becomes negotiable, it stops being the law. When equality is treated as optional, ordinary people lose faith that the system will protect them. That loss of faith corrodes democracy from within. What Must Happen Next There is still time to act, but only if the response matches the scale of the problem. The government cannot continue to pretend that reform alone will solve this. What we face is not a matter of better regulation. It is a question of whether Britain is prepared to defend the principle of one law for all. 1. Every Islamic marriage must be registered under British law. This single act would protect thousands of women who currently discover, often after years of marriage, that they have no legal status, no right to property, and no protection in divorce. Registration brings marriages into the legal system where fairness is enforceable and justice is not dependent on religious interpretation. 2. Sharia councils must no longer be allowed to operate in the shadows. At a minimum, they should be subject to a binding code of practice with full transparency, legal oversight, and public accountability. Their decisions should have no standing in British law, and no council should ever be allowed to present itself as a court. 3. We must go further. There is now a compelling argument for the outright closure of Sharia councils. For years, politicians have treated them as an inevitable feature of multicultural Britain. Yet their existence has created a parallel system of justice that undermines equality and fragments the social fabric. A country cannot claim to defend equality under the law while simultaneously licensing institutions that deny it. The two ideas cannot coexist. The choice is simple. Either we have one legal system that protects everyone equally, or we have many systems that protect no one fully. People must be told the truth about their rights. Too many are pressured into believing that Sharia rulings carry legal authority when they do not. Public education, legal outreach, and community engagement are essential to break the cycle of misinformation and coercion. This is not about opposing faith. It is about protecting fairness. No religion should sit above the law. No citizen should live under a different standard of justice because of their background or beliefs. The law must serve every citizen equally, or it serves no one at all. The Line That Cannot Be Crossed British values are not negotiable. They are not slogans or soundbites. They are the foundation of a free society built on equality before the law. To say that Sharia councils reflect those values is to empty them of all meaning. It betrays the women silenced in community meetings, the citizens abandoned by institutions, and the principle of justice itself. If our leaders are too frightened to defend the rule of law, then the duty falls to ordinary people to speak up. Because once we accept that different groups can live under different laws, we will have given up the very idea of Britain as a single nation. When the law ceases to protect everyone equally, everything that follows is built on sand. _________ If my words have ever helped you make sense of a broken system, if they’ve ever made you feel seen, heard, or hopeful, please don’t scroll past. 🔴 Support my work. This fight is far from over. 👉 There are no paywalls to access any of my work. I share all of my content for free. As well as sharing my thoughts on social media and running online workshops, each month, I travel across the country to meet with ordinary people. I charge no speaker fees. Nor do I claim a single penny in expenses. All I ask in return, for that those that can afford to do so, to support me from just £3/month or £30/year. That’s 75p a week. Pennies to most - everything to help keep me going. 🔴 Prefer a one-off contribution? 👉 👉 This is the fight. This is the moment. There will not be another. - Raja 🙏show more

Teenage girls went to a basketball game in my... backyard(Seattle) wearing t-shirts. According to journalist Brandi Kruse, who was there, they were cussed at, berated and deliberately tripped by adults. By fans. Reportedly with a team owner in the vicinity. For wearing a shirt. And here is the part that should stop everyone cold. The shirt said XX and XY. That is the female karyotype and the male karyotype. It is what is printed in every biology textbook in every classroom in this country. Rare chromosomal disorders exist and produce no third sex, because there is no third gamete. There never has been. They were tripped over a fact you learn in ninth grade. The Storm have said nothing. The WNBA has said nothing. A league that markets itself relentlessly on love, inclusion and belonging watched grown adults go after teenage girls in its own building, and could not locate a statement. Imagine the press release if those girls had worn anything else. They were there to support Sophie Cunningham, who said she believes girls should not have to compete against males, and that she offers truth alongside love, not hate. They held signs saying thank you for speaking up for girls. That is what earned them a foot in the aisle. I live here, and I am done pretending I do not recognize the pattern, because it is the same attitude that is killing this city. City leadership that treats the businesses employing our neighbors as the enemy. Open drug use on sidewalks where children walk to school. A homelessness crisis everyone can see and nobody in power will honestly name. Every one of those is a problem you fix by looking straight at reality, and this is a city that has made not looking into a civic religion. Compassion is the branding. Conformity is the product. Agree and you are family. Step half an inch outside the consensus and the warmth evaporates fast enough to give you whiplash. Seattle used to be the most beautiful place I had ever lived. It is being run into the ground by a fringe that mistakes volume for virtue, and the ordinary people who live here are paying for it. But there is no version of this where adults tripping teenage girls is the righteous side of anything. If your movement requires shoving fourteen year olds over a chromosome chart, you have lost the argument and you are simply angry about it. And a housekeeping note for the franchise. You are 6 and 23. Dead last. The worst record in professional women's basketball. Maybe spend less energy policing what teenagers wear to the arena and more on the part where you cannot win a game. Say something, Seattle. Those were somebody's kids. 🦋show more

Managed to get out of Dubai. The following is... my personal opinion & experience 🇦🇪 Everything went quite seamless. Careem cabs operate normally. The airport is extremely well organized, considering the circumstances. The world has changed since Saturday and unfortunately, the country I moved to 3 years ago has been under heavy attacks. Why? No one really knows. However, I find it extremely disturbing that most media - including our beloved CT - exploits that serious situation to take cheap shots at Dubai and people who moved here. There are real families and hard working people affected. Most are scared or feel extremely uncomfortable. It's a traumatizing experience to hear missile interceptions right above your house. Nothing I wish for any human to ever experience, no matter if you pay 0% or 50% taxes. I don't even know what the link between those two things should be?? If anything, it proves that the UAE cares about their people and is able to protect its residents. Even at 0% income tax. Dubai was not known for it's strong military. It was always portrayed to be bling-bling golden steaks and influencers. But the UAE has shown the entire world that it can defend 1,000+ drones and 200+ missiles from a direct neighbor. That is impressive, whether you love or hate the UAE. Many countries would likely not be able to absorb that. So, if anything: Dubai and the UAE have demonstrated that the system works. I have lived in multiple countries around the world and the UAE is by far the most capable of handling crisis. Why did I leave Dubai then? Because it's not a situation I want to be in. Missile interceptions and drone explosions are no joke. Besides the danger that debris could hit your roof, there's an incredible intensity in the air. Most describe it as "intense calmness". While the Government managed to keep everyone from panicking, it's impossible for everyone to stay fully calm. And you can feel that in the day to day. The first night I got virtually no sleep. The night of my departure neither. I haven't left my house at all after the attacks started. But I'm out now. I really hope that leaving the country wasn't necessary, and that I will be able to come back to Dubai as soon as possible. And no, I'm not paid to say this, nor did I sign anything. Maybe part of the truth why no one who lives in Dubai has bad things to say about it is because it's one of the rare places on earth where people actually trust the Government and respect them? Not only for creating wealth and understanding business, but for caring and communicating in a way most other countries are simply incapable of. Anyways, I guess the point of this post is to 1) Tell everyone in Dubai that it's possible to leave right now. I know many people are very scared and want to get out. Be persistent with the airline if they cancel your flight and push hard to get rebooked on the next available one. And maybe choose a destination that isn't Europe, considering most of these flights are overbooked already and impossible to get on. 2) Dubai's self defense is impressive and we should acknowledge that. At least this one time, let's not derail into irrelevant discussions but show respect to the leaders + express empathy for those affected. 3) As an expat living in Dubai, I can still feel proud of my home country and do not have to choose. This isn't a black and white situation. Dubai is a melting pot of cultures and great place for Business. Other countries have better nature, social life or other things. It's also up to individual preference. 4) If you hate Dubai, yalla you don't need to live here, visit nor speak about it. Enjoy the place you live in and focus on your own. No need to feel triggered and take cheap shots at hard working people and families that are currently under heavy missile attacks. One final thing that really became clear to me this week is that after all, safety, health and living in freedom are absolutely priceless. May this all be over with soon and for sustaining peace to come in 🤲🏼show more

DIRECTED ENERGY WEAPONS (DEWs) While typical civilian access to... DEW technology is hyper limited, AI gives more insight into the reality of Directed Energy Weapons as used in combat. However, this is not a very comprehensive snapshot of what DEW munitions really are. First, they are not lasers, but rather known as sasers (sound outside of human audible range) that delivers more than just excited photons as per lasers, but envelopes microwave radiation delivered through linear particle accelerators and amplified by square-wave (jackhammer) ultrasonic concussion exceeding 20,000 pulses per second, where each impact doubles in energy through secondary emissions for every pulse. Secondary emissions are created on-the-spot through Neutrino Events that harvests brand-new energy directly out of atmospheric neutrinos, turning them into new ions. Hence why saser beams deliver more energy to the target than anything short of a nuclear blast. DEWs also actively draw energy out of surrounding capacitors at the scene of the target as well as from local sources in the path of the beam. Microwaves excite the electrons within the target structure, such as car batteries and the electric wires inside homes, that causes additional increase in amplitude. Since the energy being siphoned off is focused in the zero point of the beam, that area creates dual opposing twin vortices at zero target forming a hyperbola in the center of the affected area where the energy collapses in on itself, sucking oxygen out of the air which then amplifies the thermal radiation only within that toroidal vortex area, achieving crucible-level temperatures in an open-air setting. This is hyper-accelerated by the coupling of the SBX-1 mobile Vortex generator that delivers oxygen to the strike zone with hyper-focused accuracy at up to 70+ MPH winds. Which is why target zones see hurricane winds out of nowhere and from clear skies without any clouds. DEWs generate temperatures that are vastly higher than normal house or forest fires; 1200F and 1500F respectively. A self-imploding DEW saser strike can generate thermal signatures high enough to burn terracotta roofing tiles (2100F), melt glass (2900F), and vaporize stucco walls that are rated to hold up for 1 HOUR under direct torch flame, rendering it to tiny traces of powder. Even the concrete slab foundations of homes in the Santa Rosa fire of 2017 had been incinerated and literally gone as if evaporated into the air. Since the air surrounding the strike zone becomes immediately depleted, fire will not be readily sustained anywhere outside of the hyperbola area (just the home or automobile), leaving brush, trees, plastic, within just a few feet away barely seared and, in many cases, totally unscathed altogether. Houses that incinerate all the way down to ash within minutes will leave no soot, or flame marks on white-painted homes as little as ten feet away as if there was no heat or fire present of any kind. It is important to note that a normal house fire takes 3-4 hours to burn down, leaving large portions of the home and contents behind unconsumed. DEW crucible vortex fires consumed homes down to nothing but white ash in Santa Rosa, incinerated within 20 minutes that I observed after pounding on doors in one residential neighborhood of 2 story homes at 2:30 in the morning screaming to get out, then returning to that same location less than a half hour later, with nothing left but smoldering ash. There is nothing ‘normal’ about DEW remains. Kitchen stoves, pots and pans, washers, dryers, water heaters simply vanished. The cast-iron engines in cars just gone with their aluminum alloy wheels and windows melted on the street. Since DEW sasers work through the delivery of microwaves (that are radioactive) through encapsulation within tachyons (like protective bubbles), the resulting debris fields of target areas are also left contaminated, similar to the aftermath of nuclear detonation sites. The sites where homes once stood in the Santa Rosa fire for instance, had to have the soil under the vaporized concrete slabs excavated and stored in radiation containment casks before any new construction could resume, as reported by locals there that were involved in the cleanup. The Lahaina target homes in Maui are still blocked off with absolutely no entrance for any reason for this same reason almost a year and a half later. DEWs have been seen pulling massive arcs from lightning strikes, obviously generated by the extreme excitation of atmospheric particles of the beam, as well as from overhead electrical wires that supercharge the phonon shafts that are invisible to the naked eye unless backlit from flame or sparks. This technology has been shown to cut full size military ships in half from high altitude delivery systems in seconds, rendering all previous forms of explosive armaments, including nuclear warheads, obsolete. All the military weapons delivered from the US and other countries to Ukraine in recent years were outdated and considered unusable in a genuine modern conflict and were therefore literally being disposed of to make room for other, newer forms of weaponry in armories here at home. In other words, they were merely junk. US dark and black ops have had functioning DEW assault systems in place for many decades already. While AI admits to Turkey using them in combat in 2019, the real date of deployment of DEWs goes back more than just centuries, but prior to humans' arrival to earth in 560m BC. A recent use of DEWs shown here from the Great Chicago Fire of 1871. An even more recent DEW ‘Tara Cleansing’ as they’re called, was the Great San Francisco Fire of 1906 that was blamed on a 7.9 earthquake. And yes, the HAARP SBX-1 hurricane generator is also an earthquake generator as well. None of this is new tech, just new to you. Satellite and antigravity drone delivery of such weapons are entirely remotely-controlled, placing no mil soldiers' lives on the line to mount a siege, making military battlefield loss of life virtually a thing of the past at this time. VIDEO: DEW ATTACK PACIFIC PALISADES 1/8/25 gratis Kyle Zinkshow more

🔊Church: WE’RE LIVING IN THE FINAL STAGE! Acceleration is... happening - Satan is accelerating deception, and God is accelerating EXPOSURE!! The scale of evil being revealed through the Epstein files is proof that the restrainer, the Holy Spirit, is losing His grip on evil. In His mercy, God is exposing darkness so people can see what has been operating behind the scenes and who they are truly following. This is the final call to come to Jesus!!! For those who reject Him, the next chapter is the 7-Year Tribulation — the worst time in human history! The atrocities we are seeing now will be nothing compared to what the world will endure during those days!! KEEP LOOKING UP!! OUR SAVIOR IS AT THE DOOR! We need to talk about the dark season we’re living in! 👉🏼The Epstein files have revealed some of the most revolting and gut-wrenching evil we have ever seen. I hope you’re not digging too deeply into them or reading too much, because the details are extremely disturbing. ⚡I will not go into details, but everywhere we look, deeply disturbing layers of satanism, corruption, abuse, deception, and darkness are surfacing. Many wealthy and powerful figures — presidents, royalty, tech moguls — along with major institutions such as the United Nations, Harvard University, Massachusetts Institute of Technology (MIT), Goldman Sachs, the International Peace Institute, and others, have come under intense scrutiny. Things that have operated for decades behind closed doors are now being brought into the open. This is NOT random! We need to pause and think: 👉🏼Why is so much darkness being exposed? 👉🏼Why are these extremely disturbing revelations surfacing across governments, institutions, and elites? 👉🏼Why is corruption no longer hidden, but now openly displayed? First, let’s quickly review the prophetic timeline and framework that ties all of this together: ✅Increasing deception ✅Moral and spiritual decline ✅Rise of global instability and lawlessness ✅Collapse of trust in worldly systems ✅Exposure of evil ⏹️The Rapture of the Church ⏹️Rise of the Antichrist (false savior) ⏹️7 year peace treaty with Israel ⏹️The 7-Year Tribulation/Wrath of God ⏹️Execution of a global system of control ⏹️The Second Coming of Christ ⏹️The Millennial Reign of Christ WHERE DOES THIS EXPOSURE OF EVIL FIT? Let’s step back and look at history — the Bible shows a very consistent pattern: 💣Before the Flood 👉🏼Wickedness filled the earth 💣Before the destruction of Sodom and Gomorrah 👉🏼Moral corruption and depravity reached its peak 💣Before Israel went into captivity 👉🏼prophets exposed corruption, idolatry, and rebellion 💣Before the fall of Jerusalem (70 AD) 👉🏼Warnings, tensions, and spiritual blindness intensified 📜From this, we can see that before major biblical judgments, God consistently reveals and exposes evil. Therefore, before the greatest and final judgment in history falls upon the earth, all evil must be brought into the light. That is exactly what we are witnessing today. This exposure of evil is unfolding in the time leading up to the 7-Year Tribulation, following the same pattern Scripture has shown throughout history. ⚠️Just to clarify: Just as Noah became an heir of righteousness by faith, and Lot is called righteous, we — the Church — have been justified by faith in His blood, which makes us righteous. Therefore, we will not experience the wrath of God. We will not be here for the 7-year-tribulation 📖“For God did not appoint us to wrath, but to obtain salvation through our Lord Jesus Christ.” 1 Thess 5:9 WHY NOW? The exposure of evil prepares humanity for The Savior — and for a false “savior.” Before people will follow a new leader or system, they must first lose complete faith in the existing leadership and structures. Right now, governments, media, medical systems, financial systems, and even religious institutions are being exposed and started to become widely distrusted. This is not random collapse — IT’S DEMOLITION! GOD IS PULLING BACK THE VEIL!! Jesus says: 📖“For nothing is secret that will not be revealed, nor anything hidden that will not be known and come to light.” Luke 8:17 💙Exposure is actually an act of mercy before judgment. God reveals corruption so that people can see who they have been following and place their faith in Jesus. Victims can also be vindicated. In a sense, God is separating light from darkness, shattering the illusion that human leaders are saviors and showing the world what it’s like to live in a world without Him. WE CAN SEE THE RESTRAINER LOOSENING Paul describes a “restrainer” that holds back full-scale lawlessness UNTIL a certain time: 📖“For the mystery of lawlessness is already at work; only He who now restrains will do so until He is taken out of the way.” 2 Thess 2:7 👉🏼The mystery of lawlessness has always existed, it’s always been there, but something is shifting right now in our world, we can feel that the restraints are weakening, shame is diminishing, evil is becoming bolder, it doesn’t hide anymore. Sin today is not only practiced, but celebrated, defended, and even legislated! ❌I wish I could unhear this TEDx talk at the University of Würzburg in Germany, where medical student argued that pedophilia is an “unchangeable sexual orientation” and that society should accept people with that attraction. This is the restrainer losing its grip on evil, and evil becoming bolder!!! WHAT WILL HAPPEN NEXT? 🌍The world will begin to see global control as safety. The evil surfacing right now is so extreme that even those who embrace wickedness find it unacceptable. In their fear, they will accept global oversight as a measure of protection. 👉🏼We know the Beast system requires global economic integration, centralized identification, digital transactions, and behavioral compliance. People will not accept this if they feel free — but when they feel endangered, they will gladly trade freedom for security. Fear will demand control, control will be marketed as protection, and protection will come at the cost of freedom. This conditions humanity to say: “Just fix it. I don’t care how!! Just do it!!” This mindset is the perfect mindset for welcoming the Beast system!!! 🔊We are not watching random headlines! We are witnessing God accelerate the exposure of evil on a massive scale — a world being shaken and destabilized, with numerous elites stepping down or being compromised. The world is seeing what has been hidden behind the veil — true evil at work! Soon, people will be looking for someone (a.k.a the Antichrist) to step up and bring peace! They will be searching for a savior — and this is where the enemy will accelerate his maximum deception plan! 🔊Church: A global separation is happening, and light and darkness are no longer blending quietly!!! But the same God who is revealing corruption is the God who is redeeming the very last souls of the Church age of grace! There is no middle ground left!!! 🔊If the Restrainer is beginning to lift His restraint, how close are we to the Rapture when that restraint is fully removed??!! Time is almost UP!! KEEP PRAYING! KEEP PREACHING THE GOSPEL! KEEP LOOKING UP FOR THE ONE TRUE SAVIOR, JESUS CHRIST — KING OF KINGS AND LORD OF LORDS! Maranatha!! COME, LORD JESUS, COME!!! 🤍show more