The price of the Truth, is being laughed at.
Being openly ridiculed, mocked, humiliated, and ostracized by parrots, cowards, losers, weaklings, and, sheep.
Being questioned, shunned, criticized, and given disgusted looks at by fools who don’t even register on the radar.
The price of the truth is what most people fear.
Loss of status in society.
Loss of their comfortable little lifestyle, the soapbox of whatever they sit on — their high horse, to preach to others.
Loss of the ability to hide behind the bullshit, the nonsense, the fuckary, the charade, the lies, the vain pathetic self image that amounts of a grand total of — ZERO.
The price of the TRUTH, is isolation.
The price of the truth, is to have the courage to mentally go into places that scare the living organs, blood, and, guts out of the ordinary person.
The price of the truth, is knowing that the entire world is a lie and just how much of the lie are you actually living and partaking in.
The price of the truth, is most people hating you.
Hating you because their lies are EXPOSED AND BURNT TO THE GROUND, WITH YOUR TRUTH.
YOUR TRUTH CHARS AND DESTROYS, ALL THAT IS UNJUST, EVIL, CORRUPT, CRIMINAL, CRUEL, SICK, AND KEEPS LIFE IN BONDAGE.
The price of the Truth, is knowing death can come for you any time.
The price of Truth, is being okay with your own life-span of mortality.
Being admired and envied for your ability to stand up for all those who are innocent, vulnerable, and, need your help.
Being of service to those who are willing to walk the path of the INSURMOUNTABLE DARKNESS, TO REACH THEIR OWN PEACE OF LIGHT.
Being an advocate of DIVINE PUNISHMENT, ABSOLUTE DESTRUCTION, AND, PROPER JUSTICE to those who blind with their lies, pain, abuse, and sickness and their sweet swan songs to those naive enough not to realise what they are up against.
The truth, cannot be bought.
It cannot be silenced.
For the truth, is as a Lion. One does not defend a lion, we set it free so it defends itself.
The price of the Truth, is the burden and responsibility a person carries of knowing, seeing, hearing, and, feeling too much.
The price of the Truth, is knowing you cannot hide anymore.
That you must do something…
Something that calls inside you to awaken, empower, and fortify your shields in the YARDSTICK OF REBELLION.
THE BLACK AND RED FLAMES BURN BRIGHT AND HIGH AS A UNIQUE RIPPLE OF WARM WATER IN A COLD, DEEP, DARK OCEAN.
The price of the SPARTANITE Truth?
IT SETS YOU FREE. PERMANENTLY, AND FOR LIFE.
Isn’t it time you woke up to YOUR OWN TRUTH?
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