It's Fucking Tuesday.

 Why Iran has won the war, even should their enemies prevail. 

An Essay by Brandon Wayne Bryant

I want to play World of Warcraft but I'm too busy obsessing over the mistakes my military is making. I want to go downtown to my favorite coffee shop and have my favorite barista make my favorite drink, while she vent to me for whatever reason it happens to be today. Instead, I'm watching my country fall apart and every effort to do something meaningful and helpful is met with corruption and greed. I would like to travel but the Local Police Department tried to kill me in the street over my walking stick then blamed me for it, like some Narcisistic DARVO, then protect a pedophile sex offender when he stole from me and attacked me. 

I would like to get on with my life but even that is upsetting to the Satanic Slavers we have running the show. I am a free man, I earned it through blood, word, and deed. I stood when everyone else fled, and won in the Court of Law, twice, while exposing  a rigged jury, and the stupid game they pretend to call "Justice." 

Today, as I write this, I have never felt so at peace in my own heart and self because I know that I will never be evil. I will never betray my own self for anything or anyone. I will never compromise my heart. But I will serve the greater good and my fellow man, even if I hate the state that they find themselves in. 

First off, I will be speaking through my own self, not at the behest of any agency other than my own heart. I know that there are people who watch me, good and bad, and that no one really knows what to make of me. I don't know what to make of me at times, other than I'm literally just trying to do the right thing to the extent that which I am capable of before God. I know my own sins and mistakes. I never ran from them, but grieved with them. I've sacrificed more than I should have for ungrateful people, and I would never change that about myself. It has made me a better man.

I have avoided writing anything mostly because of grief. I wanted to be at a place where my heart was free of the anger and sorrow, or at least had found comfort in some way. Nowhere else did I find myself but in the fires of my own hellscape. Having dispelled the illusion of the myth of America, curing myself of the Christian fever, all I could see of my country was the blood we have spilt from our fellow man, and the oil we have pulled from the earth. It saturated all my senses until I drowned in their darkness.

Then I breathed it. Whatever spiritual immune response I had kicked in. I was untethered. I saw the Truth. I was free. My practice became me and I, it. Then I saw the good of my military experience, and instead of running away from that, I integrated it into my daily life. I saw the good of my upbringing, that I was not a failure to my family Legacy, I was simply reorienting it towards a greater Truth and destroying the illusion.

So when my father, an avid End of Times Christian, started spouting prophecy that he was hearing from his media and congregation, I knew that America was cooked. Brains fried like eggs left on the griddle too long. 

For a long time I had zero clue what Israel really was. I saw it more as a "outpost of American Imperialism" rather than the core of the cesspool of evil in the world it has been expose of today. It was Mossad who threatened my mother in 2015 when I testified in front of the German Bundestag on the nature of the US military Drone program and Ramstein's involvement in war crimes. It was they who spent the money to harm my life, attacking me in various ways so that I would act erratically, not realizing that they were just making me better, stronger, more aware. 

I remember growing up and going to church when this man from Israel showed up and told us about the evils of the "Muslim world." He kept saying that he was a Jew who didn't believe in Christ, but he believed that Christians were their greatest allies in their fight against this evil. I distinctly remember my Great Grandfather, a Dr. of Theology, being irritated by the whole thing. He was "retired" so not the head preacher and not part of the Elders, but his word was sacred. He simply told me that, "people have believed Jesus was going to come back in their lives since the day he left. It would be foolish of me to expect that until the moment it happens." 

Today I can see his wisdom clearer than ever. I am no longer bound by any religion, though you can call what I practice as "Exorcism". I see the foolishness of trying to fulfill a prophecy found in a cave by a dead sea. I can see the danger that America faces once this war fails. I weep. 

I have never betrayed my oaths or my vows. Why would I want anything other than for the place of my birth to change her ways so that we can truly be a factor of good in the world rather than oppression. I would rather clean her up than let her die. But she has to get out of the pig shit that is Christian Nationalism and the Blasphemy of Zionism. 

This is not an observation about Iran's politics or capabilities, but how she will remembered if she survives or not. The world observes that Zionism is a Satanic Colonial plague, of which my Great Grandfather would say that "the Devil uses the Truth but one hair off." These people have subverted the idea of "God's Chosen people," exploited the very real heartsore of being exiled by your God for misbehaving, weaponizing it for evil. 

Christ would never be a nationalist. He preached about taking care of the heartbroken, the widows, and the orphans. To love our neighbors as ourselves, and to love the Lord God with all your heart, mind, body, and soul. You do these two things you fulfill ever commandment of every scripture ever written.  There is no boundary for that. Real or imaginary. 

The reason Iran has won the war no matter the outcome, is because the actions which motivate the conflict on the side of the US are driven by greed hatred, not reality or truth. We have shamed ourselves on the world stage and we deserve the consequences. The United States must restrain itself or be restrained, and Israel as it stands needs to be disassembled, given back to the Palestinian people. 

Then we can stop spending outrageous amounts of money on imaginary bullshit, doing good work wither it was God's or simply from a good heart. 

It's a fucking Tuesday, not the end of the world.