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I am a J6er. I'll never forget sitting on my front porch at 5 AM, handcuffed behind my back, sitting on the edge of a lawn chair. Freezing in the mid-December cold with a 103-degree fever, hot with COVID. A couple of hoodies kept me warm as I slumped looking at the cedar deck boards. One FBI young, dark-haired FBI agent asked a stupid question about our dog run, which was a thick wire running from porch post to a telephone pole with lightweight leash and pully dangling. "Whats that?" as if to make small talk. 8 cars, dozens of men here and there, while my cul-de-sac pulsed with flashing lights. 37 agents were assigned to my illegal picketing case. They had been surveilling me with a pole cam, usually reserved for hardened violent cases or drug wholesalers. Millions of dollars of government money being spent to arrest and persecute me. They confiscated my phone, MAGA hat, American Flag, Fishing vest, and my "Count ALL legal votes!" T-shirt that was a free gift with my first-ever political donation to President Trump. I had been arrested before, I am no saint, but of all the bad things in my life I've done, protesting a stolen election wasn't one of them. I knew my life was changed forever. I speak of lost freedoms and the broken trust of a man overwhelmed and wounded by the Country I love. We must fight for real truth, healing. and love of God to persevere. It is only by God's grace that I can be made whole. On a lighter note. It turns out if you lawyer up and have COVID you can get the feds off your porch. I self-surrendered 1/5/22. God Bless the J6ers.

John M. Cameron

18,076 views • 26 days ago

Sometimes in life, you come to realise that you are part of something much bigger than yourself—a family bound not only by blood, but by genuine love, loyalty, and brotherhood. True brothers reveal themselves when times are difficult, when standing with you is not fashionable, and when the situation demands sacrifice rather than convenience. As I continue to recover well following a major and life-threatening surgical procedure, my heart is filled with gratitude. Fellow Zimbabweans, allow me to sincerely thank two remarkable brothers who made sure that I received the best possible medical attention and care when I needed it most: Dr. Kudakwashe Tagwirei and Hon. Kudakwashe Mnangagwa. Without hesitation, they stepped in and ensured that I had access to specialist healthcare and the support required for a successful procedure. Their concern for my wellbeing was genuine, and their actions reminded me that true brotherhood is demonstrated through deeds, not words. I would also like to express my deepest appreciation to the team of Zimbabwean specialist doctors and medical professionals who carried out such a complex procedure with exceptional skill and professionalism. By the grace of Almighty God and through their expertise, the operation was successful, and I am now on the road to recovery. Special recognition also goes to my brother and dear friend, Mhofu Padare Padare-Enkundleni, who has stood by me every step of the way. From driving me to specialist consultations, hospital visits, reviews, and follow-up treatments, he has been a pillar of strength and unwavering support. Such loyalty and selflessness can never be taken for granted. This experience has taught me that wealth is not measured by money alone, but by the people who stand beside you during your darkest moments. I have been truly blessed by God with brothers, friends, and medical professionals who refused to let me walk this journey alone. To everyone who prayed for me, sent messages of encouragement, checked on my wellbeing, and wished me a speedy recovery—thank you from the bottom of my heart. Your love, prayers, and support gave me strength when I needed it most. May the Almighty God richly bless Dr. Kudakwashe Tagwirei, Hon. Kudakwashe Mnangagwa, the medical team, Mhofu Padare, and every person who played a role in my recovery. Mwari ngavaropafadze zvikuru. I am forever grateful. Thank you Chitova!! Thank you Shumba!! Thank you Mhofu...!!

BaShona.

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[rant post I'll probably delete later] Today was the most beautiful day for me. As much as i got to enjoy the happy moments i still have been feeling emotional the whole day bcs of everything that was shared by taekook. I am always praying for taehyung and jungkook’s best health. Taehyung who has been going through so much yet chose to keep his pain to himself because he didn’t want to worry armys. Taehyung who said he didn’t have anyone to rely on during his military service. Taehyung who was away from fans for two years and felt that absence so deeply that he broke down the first time he stepped on stage again. Taehyung who lost his most precious pet. Taehyung who faced injuries but never spoke about them. Taehyung who has been going through a hearing problem for 2.5 years now. Taehyung whose pain was invalidated. My heart aches for him. Jungkook who hurt his shin so badly he developed a severe inflammation and is on the verge of getting a stress fracture yet still keeps giving ARMYs 100% of his dedication and never complained. Jungkook who suffered a back injury during a performance. Jungkook who keeps asking fans to understand despite owing us nothing. Jungkook who went through such a difficult time during his military service. Jungkook who despite being one of the most sincere people when it comes to his fans is still misunderstood. Jungkook who is the most precious to my heart. My heart breaks for him. If i could somehow give both of them my share of good health and happiness I would do it in a heartbeat. There is nothing more precious to me than seeing them both healthy happy and living their best lives. despite all the happy moments they have shared with us I’m so glad they felt safe enough to share their struggles with us. I will always be forever grateful that i get to love you both. I genuinely don’t know what the purpose of my life would be without loving them with all my being. Thank you for existing. I will never take your love for granted. Take care my loves 🤍

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Caring only comes from a heart that fears you.. Everything will pass and everything will end, but not everything will be forgotten.. I will never forget you standing by my side during these times when I really need you by my side.. My daughter Julia sends her greetings to you and tells you that she is very happy with your gifts to her.. The pictures below are of some fresh vegetables and fish for Julia. Unfortunately, I bought everything in these pictures on the black market. I paid $600 to $700 for some food. The price of all of this did not exceed $50 before the war.. Everything that money buys is not valuable. My daughter's life and safety are better than all the money.. As long as you are by my side, I will not fear anything.. My friends and loved ones.. After careful examination, we confirmed that Julia was suffering from jaundice Therefore, doctors recommend not giving up canned foods and looking for fresh foods for them. Julia is really getting better and better. This improvement is because of your standing by my side, my friends.. I am very grateful to every person who stood by me and supported me in order to bring happiness to the heart of my child, Julia. I would be very grateful if you would support me to buy fruits and more vegetables for her until she fully recovers My friends and loved ones... I apologize for the delay in updating because the area I go to to get an internet signal in order to tweet has become very dangerous and I can no longer go there as usual.. But I'm here and I'm fine and I'm doing everything I can to be with you. I love you from the bottom of my heart, my friends

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67,917 views • 2 years ago

Happy 58th Birthday to me, Reverend Jide Macaulay! 🎉🌈 Happy Holy Homosexual Today, as I reflect on the 58 years of my life's journey, I'm filled with gratitude to God, the almighty for the experiences, challenges, and triumphs that have shaped me into the person I am today. I am a black African priest, British Nigerian, openly homosexual, and living with HIV, and I wear these aspects of my identity as badges of honour. Throughout my life, I've been on a mission to fight for justice and equality, particularly for LGBTQ+ individuals and people living with HIV. I've faced countless hurdles and obstacles, but my commitment to this cause has only grown stronger. It's a path that isn't always easy, but it's one I walk with pride and determination. The House of Rainbow, which I founded, stands as a testament to my unwavering dedication to creating safe and welcoming spaces for those who have been persecuted and marginalised. It brings me immense joy to see how this space has become a symbol of love, acceptance, and support for so many. As I mark my 58th year, I understand that there is much work still to be done. But I also carry with me the knowledge that I have been able to make a difference, to touch lives, and to inspire change. I've witnessed the power of love, acceptance, and community, and it's a force that can transform the world. So, to all those who have shown compassion, who have stood by me during difficult situations, and who have cared for my wellness, please accept my sincerest thanks. Your contributions, both seen and unseen, have made an indelible mark on my life and on the lives of many others. Together, we can and will build a world that is more inclusive, more compassionate, and more accepting. Here’s to celebrating my 58th birthday with a heart full of hope and a spirit fortified by the mission to create a more inclusive and compassionate world. Thank you 🏳️‍🌈🙏🎂 #JideMacaulay58 #LoveIsMyReligion #LGBTQAdvocate #BirthdayCelebration #SpreadLove #ThankYouForSupport #AcceptanceIsKey

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They say experience is the best teacher — and in betting, that truth hits hard. I’ve learned through real numbers and real moments: missing a ₦249M opportunity by cashing out ₦1M on two games, losing ₦55M and ₦60M cashout offers to a single cut, and even cashing out ₦12M from a ₦37M ticket. I’ve seen multiple cut-one situations on tickets worth over ₦125M. These lessons shaped my discipline. Anytime there’s a clear risk on any game I post, I don’t hesitate to cash out — no regrets. Betting is not about winning everything. You win some, you lose some, but wisdom keeps you profitable. The goal is not pride, it’s consistency. Never let emotion cost you good money. If there’s risk, protect your profit. In the long run, smart decisions always win. Remember this: the same day we won ₦250M, we were very close to winning ₦750M. We had four tickets of ₦125M each that missed by just one game. That’s how close consistency brings us to bigger victories. So don’t doubt the process. This new ₦200M potential win will come with ease — trust the journey, trust the discipline, and most importantly, stake wisely with me. Growth, patience, and smart moves always lead to greater wins. Let’s push this post to 500 reposts 🚀 Repost and drop your account details in the comments. ⚠️ Note: Only comments without likes will be considered. 💰 ₦10,000 each will be sent to 15 lucky followers. Stay active, stay real, and good luck to everyone! #JustBelieve💯 #PossibilitiesIsAllISeeWithGod💯

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April Huggett

16,040 views • 10 months ago