Favorite team:USA 
Location:Mount Tabor
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Occupation:Guardian - Messenger
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Registered on:12/10/2019
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The collapse is necessary. All fiat money systems collapse.

Prepare for the inevitable.
Guess they should have invested in PPE instead of fancy glass lobbies and atriums.

Decisions Determine Destiny.
So a test result came back positive... and all of sudden air traffic was halted (in one the busiest areas of the planet) because instantaneously all the staff disappeared?


:wtf:

re: What are you doing tonight?

Posted by Arminius Miles on 3/20/20 at 8:40 pm
Inventory of supplies and garden planning.

Work details start Monday.

re: Why are we doing this??

Posted by Arminius Miles on 3/17/20 at 1:31 am
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This is the “event” that people will be talking about for 20+ years.


Something crushing societies around the planet would have made it into the Bible. This event is biblical and it is just getting started.

It is necessary. It is a Reckoning.
We're already at war with China. The Wuhan ain't the first bio-attack.

These showed up from China in mid-February at an airport near our Nation's Capital.



https://truepundit.com/suitcase-full-of-dead-birds-from-china-intercepted-at-virginia-airport/
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they will have a choice between their death bring portrayed to the public as a suicide or an accidental death in return for assurances that his or her reputation will remain intact


Nope. Unacceptable.

re: Can't say we weren't warned.

Posted by Arminius Miles on 3/16/20 at 6:38 pm
In the cycle of Generational Theory... we're hitting these 4th Turnings. The Wuhan, Great Depression, Civil War, Revolutionary War.

Typically these hit the younger generation hard (soldiers, infants, etc.), but this crisis isn't. It's targeting the older folks. The Boomers. It targets their lives, their 401K scam, their corrupt politicians, and so on. This thing is a Baby Boomer Buster. The generation that ripped apart every institution they inherited. Our way of life, our beliefs, and our national pride. This is a reckoning.

ETA: Can't have a Golden Age without a crisis. The bigger the crisis, the bigger the Golden Age. The entire planet is crashing and it's of the magnitude that would have been told in the Bible. Biblical.

re: Can't say we weren't warned.

Posted by Arminius Miles on 3/16/20 at 6:24 pm
9/11 wasn't biblical... this is.

This is the climax, of the unraveling.

An unraveling that began on November 22, 1963 in the latest Fourth Turning (YouTube).
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how odd it was how Johns Hopkins had a flashy pandemic website out of the gate


$1.2 billion of your taxpayer dollars every year.
I've been here awhile beerJeep. I enjoy your commentary.

Glad you read that far. :cheers:
I will pray to God tomorrow… for forgiveness, guidance, and mercy. I will pray for those affected by the Wuhan.

I will pray for our future as a Nation, because Divine intervention is long overdue and warranted in this culture war. I will pray for a peaceful Great Awakening and the return of power to We The People.

I will pray for the soul of America to be reborn with a newfound love for The Almighty. In God We Trust and God Shed Thy Grace On Thee will be my plea. Amen.



I bet everyone reading this has a story worth telling… get started. Seems like the perfect time to do so since our Fightin’ Tigahs can’t compete for the Ole War Skule during this time of rebirth for the forthcoming Golden Age.

Godspeed Y’all.
I am a “Heinz 57” mutt, and damn proud of all my ancestors because they make up my physical me. I do not judge their beliefs or actions, they were people of their time with their own struggles and I didn’t walk in their shoes.

I come from a long line of males, with only 1 of 17 offspring being female over the past 5 generations (biological father’s side). So yeah… I think, and act, like a guy. Courteous and charming, but a man. I won’t apologize for that, regardless of the constant MSM agenda/propaganda of trashing masculinity.

I am a child of the 70’s and teen of the 80’s. An original latch-key kid, a problem solver, a nomad, a GenXer.

A product of American nationalism that shined so brightly under President Reagan. I’m proud of the Country I call home, don’t hold that against me.

I am a maverick. I am an independent thinker. I am a Patriot, a combat-decorated veteran for Valor, and a servant to We The People.

I abandoned a life-long career with our government and walked away with no benefits because of personal ethics. A virtuous person doesn’t last long in the world of the corrupt.

I am a modern-day long-haired bearded hippie trying to tune out, yet stay woke. A blessed social-butterfly with a silver tongue, that not-so-strangely lives far away from other people. Away from a collapsing society.

Spiritually… Me and Jesus have a good thing going (Sundance Head – YouTube) and I strive to be like my Hero. I am free to be who I am, and believe what I want to believe through His Grace.

I also have a contract that protects me and my God-given Rights from tyranny. I am an American, and I interpret our Constitution as written.

I am a son of the Creator. I bow to no man, or government. I will not be ruled, nor will I submit to corrupt leaders that have poisoned our Land of Liberty over the last century. I will not heel to armed-henchmen doing the bidding for crooked lawmakers and I expect to be arrested any day. How did this come to be?

It is a story of destiny, determined by my decisions and my Faith. It details my rise and will most likely lead to my demise.
How does one describe the “beginning” of their existence? What is your starting point for your story?

Is it the moment of conception? Consciousness? Biological birth? Or perhaps just your earliest memory? Being a spiritual man, I presume only God truly knows this answer… but we have to start somewhere. So I’ll start at conception.

History tells us that the early summer of 67’ was a time of unraveling in America and a whole lot of change. The headlines were of war, equal rights struggle, assassinations, civil unrest, and rebellion against social norms. Birthrates were plummeting and the coming of age Boomers were redefining traditional beliefs and roles in the home. Bikinis and sexual freedom swept the land, the “pill” was the progressive counter-measure.

Luckily for me there was a newlywed couple, in a southern historic town, with “love in the air” as well… and poof, a combination of two into one with a flash of light. Rode the womb until early 68’. These were the “happenings” of the late 60’s, my early-early years.

With conception being the origin of my existence, I should probably describe the instructions that were used to put my pieces/parts together. My biological code contains lineage traits from almost every corner of humanity. I’m a decendent of a Choctaw squaw; an Irish drunk with a temper; a Basque farmer; a Reformationist that fled religious persecution in Europe, an African-American slave, and a racist KKK criminal of the White Knights of Mississippi.
I pray this reaches y’all in good health and finds everyone in good spirits. Hopefully the themes presented in the subject line piqued your interest and prompts you tell your story at some point in your journey.

I’ve preached this message monthly at various military civic organizations over the past 2 years, because so many tearful family members approach me after performing military burial rites at funerals. They know very little about their loved-one’s military service, and I’m determined to not let that happen with our aging Patriots under my Watch.

I also ask that you strongly consider our President’s request to participate in prayers of your choosing tomorrow. We sure could use a big dose of unity and harmony at the moment. Unity to help. Harmony to heal. I’m just asking my brothers and sisters to be good Samaritans… join together as Americans. Is that possible in this Age?


Keeping with the theme, I’ve decided to share a tiny bit of my story here. A full video series will follow during this downtime hopefully, as a gift. A gift to my family, my friends, my fellow veterans, and everyone else that I’ve met during this interesting journey called My Life. A life as a daredevil, a guardian, a messenger, a savior, a sinner, and a sucker for damsels in distress… just to name a few roles.

A journey of a huge heart, sharp mind, and strong convictions. Of courage, cowardness, honor, dishonor, loyalty, and betrayal. A story of days gone bye, and what lies ahead in my small corner of this space rock.

Many find my storytelling interesting and I make my living conveying it in an aspect that has meaning to you. For some it inspires, for some it entertains, for most it just helps them think differently about things. Along with that openness comes a lot of judgement, but I don’t really care… because I only want favor from my Spiritual Father.

It is a story of growing up in melting pot of Louisiana, 25 years of service to this great Nation for We The People, and my growing disgust for the very government I served for so long. So yes, this belongs on the Political Board.

This story will explore your beliefs. It will question the reality in which you think you live, your perception of things (just like this website does). It describes a life of helping others, taking chances, selflessness, and the pitfalls of living by the Golden Rule trying to make the world a better place.

I live an interesting life and I’m going explore how I got here and the meaning of it all. To be frank and to get this part out of the way, I live with two women that I consider my wives. One legally, one common law. That one aspect alone fascinates people.

They both have profiles on here, so I ask that you please keep your comments civil. They both enjoy the insights of everyone here on TigerDroppings, so please don’t run them off. I also have many other friends that lurk here and most are aware of the unique way in which I live. This story will be broadcasted on various video hosting sites, until taken down by those with the power to do so. My critical commentary probably won’t be tolerated for long.

I hope you take time/minutes away from your world, relax, and escape into mine. Find out why I hide from authorities, why I kill and grow most of what we eat, why a social-butterfly lives away from people, and how I’ve given away almost every penny I own.

I hope you see how similar we are, and how different.

Take the time to reflect on your slice of Americana… your journey… your circle… your path.

Admins, anchor or delete if needed. If you’re the TLDR/Dear Facebook type, just move along please. It is National Write Your Story Day after all and this is my favorite platform.
Definitely OK with it. Started prepping for this, the day after the 2012 Presidential election.
The Wuhan is a weapon.

TDS is a symptom.

Globalism is the disease.


Can't have a Golden Age without a crisis. The bigger the crisis, the greater the Golden Age. The global war between nationalism and globalism is getting hot.