The Danger Before Us - The True Threat to Freedom and the Constitution of the United States

The person who posted this post gives more respect to biden than I do – I do NOT consider biden the legitimate President of America; I never refer to obama’s puppet-in-state as President. Never.

Snagged from a FB Posting: The Danger Before Us - The True Threat to Freedom and the Constitution of the United States.

While there are some that say Donald Trump was a threat to America (mostly hard core far left socialist democrats) and for 4 years the Democrats in congress did nothing but waste tax payer money attacking him and his Presidency on the grounds of false information created for Hillary Clinton and her election campaign, along with just plain hatred for a man they once called a friend and Democrat supporter.

While I am not saying Trump was perfect or didn't have his issues, Joe Biden has become everything the Democrats accused Trump of being and far worse.

Joe Biden is not being a president or even presidential like, with his threats, mandates, and discrimination against the American People who refuse to be forced against their will or convictions. He acts more like a Dictator than a President. And yes, While the lab created virus Coronavirus (Covid-19) is very real, it is a man-made pandemic. This bio-weapon which was released upon the world has given governments the opportunity to become more Tyrannical in their mandates and control of their populations. Maybe this was their plan all along. And yes, Joe Biden, his Administration and the Democrat Party by using Fear, Threats and discrimination have taken political advantage of it.

You just have to rewatch the documentaries about Hitler, Stalin, Mao and others to see the parallels to Joe Biden and his Democrat party. The propaganda, the threats, the blaming of certain citizens, right out of their playbooks.

“If you look back through history, every single time tyrants have tried to place an emphasis on their individuals in their country, they’ve always said, ‘We’re doing it because it’s in the best interest of our citizens.’”

Joe Biden is the closest thing to a dictator America has ever had and his tyranny is getting more Aggressive. We are gradually seeing Biden and his Democrat Administration violating our constitutional rights, ignoring Congress, Senate and SCOTUS to prove to the GOP and opposition that they don't need to follow the rules, they will destroy Capitalism and replace it with Socialism under COVID protocols and safety net.

These are Dangerous Times, These are Troubling Times, and Americans need to Stand up and not let the President and his politicians to use fear, to cause Divide and to strip our Country of our Constitutional Rights.

We the People will never accept a Tyrannical Ruler and Government regardless of political party...

So Stand up for you Inalienable Rights and Freedoms, guaranteed to you by the Constitution, created with the blood and sweat of Patriots who were tired of being ruled by a Tyrant and his tyrannical government.

And if the president doesn’t like being compared with dictators he should stop using soundbites that mimic them in his speeches.

May the Gods Bless America and The Constitution of the United States.

CHRISTMAS DAY 2021

Well … Elohim granted me another day of life: I woke up this morning after last night’s harrowing asthma attack.

Last night I had gone to bed drained, sore, and still struggling to breathe after I was finally able to use my inhaler; and I honestly did not believe I’d make it through the night – even with my fancy electrical bed that rises my upper body to allow easier breathing.

But Elohim apparently thinks I have more to do, here on Earth; and has granted me a stay with the Grim Reaper in my life’s timeline.

This is the second serious asthma attack this year; and the most serious one - I literally could not suck air in. I felt like plastic wrapping had been placed over my face: I could feel blood vessels popping on my face, chest, and in my throat. It lasted longer, was very severe, and nearly gave me a heart attack on top of it (my left arm, as well as my rib cage, was still aching when I went to bed).

Christmas Eve Asthma Attack: https://jeastofeden.blogspot.com/2021/12/christmas-eve-asthma-attack.html

I am glad I was able to talk with our oldest granddaughter from the East Coast, yesterday – before the attack.

My niece-daughter, in Nevada, texted me this morning, bright and early 😊

And, she called before noon: my throat was sore/voice was hoarse from the strenuous coughing last night; and when she asked why … I told her. I also told her to enjoy her holiday and not worry about me, as I am breathing easier this morning – and I am alive.

She told me that I “need someone” in my life … and I told her I’m thinking about it.

Bob will always be my man – but he wanted me to get on with life; and he understood that I would need someone I could count on to be with me in times like last night. Bob knew I would never love anyone else like him: but Bob also knew I’d need a friend in my life who cares if I live or die; someone who would help me get over the hump of bad times like last night. When one is literally suffocating … it helps to have another person around who can think clearly and step into the gap.

I made light of the possibility of my dying, and no one would know until the stench made it obvious to anyone passing by my house.

That is a real concern.

No loving husband; a real helpmate.

No kids who care enough to care.

No grandkids who live nearby; they care, they just aren’t readily available to help.

No friends who are “close friends”.

I did make arrangements shortly after becoming a Widow – I informed family members on both sides, of my heart and lung issues, asked a few of them if they’d be my contacts (they said yes) – and I made extra housekeys … and handed them out.

All the people who should be calling daily to check up on me (those with house keys for that specific reason), have not called. AT ALL; 2019 was 2 years ago. The ”networking” is not working. Communication is full of static; and the links are broken.

I do have friends. But, they have families of their own. When it comes to “hookups”, they think of getting together for coffee, and occasional lunches/suppers – they are not thinking of checking up on me to make sure I am alive day to day; I am a friend – I am not their family member.

None of these people understand what it is to be totally alone; I am not faulting them - by and large, they are good people who have embraced me - but, they have people in thier lives 24/7/365: they cannot comprehend that I am quite literally a.l.o.n.e. in life with life threatening issues, on a daily basis (weak lungs/faulty heart). They all joke about needing to be alone (jokingly wishing away thier hubby and kids "that annoy them"), but they don't understand the seriousness that a solo lobo life entails.

And then there is the 24/7/365 covid hysteria that has people (even some of those mentioned above) too scared to risk getting involved: making a house call to see why I am not answering my phone will not be happening from scaredy-cats.

And if I cannot breathe; I cannot call 911.

If I die, no one will know but me and God.

All that said …

I saw through phone notifications yesterday, that snow would be arriving around 5 AM this morning, so – when I stumbled off to bed last night, I set the alarm clock ‘just in case’ I actually woke up: this snowbaby likes to watch the first flakes of snow falling 😊

However, snow did not make an appearance this morning.

As of yet (12:42 PM), snow still is not on the air. There is snow on the KM (about 45 minutes away); there is snow on Beaver Creek (a few miles up the road; maybe 10 minutes away); there is snow up Rose Valley (maybe 10 minutes the opposite direction); there is snow up the Toutle (about 25 minutes away) … but no snow locally (in immediate vicinity; town).

Snow on the KM, early morning today.

7-inches of snow on Beaver Creek today; noon posting.

While I wait for the “ify” snow predicted; I’m going to snuggle under Bob’s comfy recliner blanket, drink peppermint flavored coffee (coffee is good for asthma – peppermint is good for my holiday mood 😉), and finish reading my last Christmas novel.

Coffee & Asthma: https://allergyasthmanetwork.org/news/coffee-and-asthma/

All three stories in the novel are based around a town named Mistletoe, Texas.

Last Christmas novel in my book cache.

Backstories.

It finally started snowing a little after 4 PM 😊

Big, FAT, fluffy flakes – I love a snowy Christmas 😊

CHRISTMAS EVE ASTHMA ATTACK

I really thought my ticket would be punched tonight.

I am worn out just trying to stay alive, so I'm going to go to bed. I will also be setting the alarm clock for 5 AM; because that is when snow is expected to make a showing.

The attack came out of nowhere.

Experiencing an asthma attack when you are all alone is scary.

You start coughing – but can’t draw breath into your lungs. Tears are running down your face. You feel like iron bands are closing around your chest, squeezing life out of you. You try not to panic because panic in this dire situation is an additional enemy.

I was feeling my life ebbing away, and looking at my inhaler: the inhaler was useless because I need air in order to inhale the steroid … and if I can’t suck air into my lungs, the inhaler is worthless.

I considered calling 911 – but I couldn’t breathe to speak; all I could do was cough and wheeze. 911 would have been as equally useless as the inhaler, at this point.

I MISSED BOB; and I knew that I may be seeing Bob, if my lungs didn’t settle down.

I was lightheaded.

I knew my face looked like it had gone through a meat grinder: strenuous coughing, trying mightily to get air into my struggling lungs, and feeling myself suffocate was putting pressure on the blood vessels in my face.

It’s a helpless feeling – and I hate feeling helpless. I don’t like feeling out of control of my own body.

I concentrate HARD on calming down – my struggling lungs are quickly moving towards hyperventilation; but, I know, from past experiences …  that if I can get the spiraling suffocation under control, I have a chance of surviving this attack.

My chest HURTS. 

My lips are tingling.

My throat is very sore.

I carefully stand up and walk around.

Suddenly I feel air squeezing into my constricted lungs, and I gulp it in – trying not to be greedy: too much air, too quickly, will set off another attack.

As the air slowly, and painfully fills my lungs, I have to spit. There is blood in the spit: my throat is raw from the coughing. Blood vessels in my throat have burst from the suffocation inflammation. I turn on the sink faucet, thankful the danger is past.

Now, I can use my inhaler – my airways are open enough. In short order, I am breathing easier: the danger is past.

But I am worn out.

It is hard on your body, struggling to stay alive.

I’m going to go to bed now and rest.

Hopefully I will wake up when the alarm goes off, notifying me snow may be waiting to greet my eyes. If not, I'll be with Bob ;-)

Christmas Eve was exciting … but I wish it had not been so painfully engaging.

We Three Kings - Sarah McLachlan (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HGVNzgUxE-g)

The First Noel/Marry Mary – Sarah McLachlan (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6s8eEMKx05A)

Angels We Have Heard on High – Sarah McLachlan (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lak92TFo-zA)

O Come All Ye Faithful – Sarah McLachlan (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XGRG2qgTycU)

What Child Is This/Greensleeves – Sarah McLachlan (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=t2qIqEPMriA)

O Little Town of Bethlehem – Sarah McLachlan (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jyPMDD8fGeA)

Sarah McLachlan: Wintersong (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lGwXyM82k2Y)