Our Father, who art in Heaven, hallowed be Thy name.
— The Lord’s Prayer
Thy Kingdom come, Thy will be done on Earth as it is in Heaven.
Give us this day our daily bread,
And forgive us our trespasses, as we forgive those who trespass against us,
And do not let us be led into temptations, but deliver us from the evil one,
For Thine is the Kingdom, and the Power, and the Glory,
Forever and ever,
Amen.
Here we are, boys – D-Day, H-Hour, time to drop.
I have remained confident throughout the last 11 months that the God-Emperor is on his way to an historic election victory. I could well be wrong, and if I am, well, I’ll wake up tomorrow morning and carry on with my life. Make no mistake, though, if Donald Trump loses, it will be a crushing blow to America and to the West in general.
Donald Trump is a postponement of the terrible Day of Reckoning that is to come – nothing more, nothing less. A nation that turns away from God, as America has, and sanctifies every form of evil and sin with the power of Earthly government, richly merits and deserves its own utter destruction. Without Trump, that destruction will come very quickly indeed. With him, it will be postponed for a few more years, perhaps just long enough for real Americans to preserve their own true nation and steel themselves against what is to come.
Where America goes, so too goes the rest of the West – and if a platform rooted in love of country, peace, prosperity, and treating people at least somewhat like adults is thrown out in America, you can be sure that the rest of the Western world will quickly follow. It’s already happening in PommieBastardLande (the UK), ConvictLand (Australia), Kiwiland (New Zealand), and the Great Cucked-Out Frozen North (Canada).
But somehow, I don’t think that crushing blow will arrive.
As our beloved and dreaded Supreme Dark Lord (PBUH) Voxemort the Malevolent pointed out in an excellent analysis yesterday, Florida is a must-win state for both candidates. It really comes down to just a couple of bellwether counties in that state- Broward and Miami-Dade. And the signs indicate that Trump will pull out a victory in that state too, regardless of what the pollsters are saying.
It all comes down to what you believe: the polls and the lying whorenalists and presstitutes and the Establishment hacks, or your own eyes.
The energy differential between His Most Illustrious, Noble, August, Benevolent, and Legendary Celestial Majesty, the God-Emperor of Mankind, Donaldus Triumphus Magnus Astra, the First of His Name, the Lion of Midnight, the Chaddest of Chads, may the Lord bless him and preserve him, and Sleepy Creepy Corrupt Old Joe, is GIGANTIC. The God-Emperor looks like he’s having the time of his life out on the campaign trail. Not ONE single attack by the Daemoncrats over the past 4 years has stuck – every single allegation of corruption, nepotism, and cronyism has backfired right into their own ugly shrieking faces.
Now, you may find the use of the appellation “God-Emperor” a bit distasteful, as if we’re bigging up the man to levels that he doesn’t deserve. Personally I find this to be a silly argument – no disrespect to my friend Adam, this is simply one of those areas where we cordially disagree. Those of us who are most enthusiastic about Trump recognise full well that he is merely a mortal man, HUGELY flawed, with an ego the size of a gas giant and a very chequered past, especially with respect to women and business. Despite his record of epic success as President, he has STILL not delivered on some of his most important promises – especially with respect to the Big Beautiful Border Wall.
None of this changes the fact that the God-Emperor label is excellent rhetoric – it drives our opponents literally insane with rage, and it gives him a mythic aura that, honestly, he well deserves at this point.
And that is all before we get to the fact that Donald Trump has been the greatest President that the USA has had since Andrew Jackson.
For the last two election cycles, in 2016 and then in 2018, I offered up a prayer to the Lord to get us through the trials to come. Now I’m not saying that my prayers had ANY impact whatsoever on the outcomes of those elections, but… the results were CONSIDERABLY better on both occasions than I had any reason to expect.
Jus’ sayin’, there seems to be some correlation involved.
So, in keeping with past tradition, here is my prayer for today:
Lord God of Hosts, once more we turn to You in our hour of utter need. Once again the fate of this greatest of nations is placed in Your mighty hands. The choice presented to the American people could not be more stark. The workings of the Adversary are laid bare and made plain to us. The snarling and daemonic faces of the Legion are before us, but we have no fear, for You are with us.
Four years ago, in an act of Divine mercy, You delivered to us Donald Trump as President of the United States of America. What he has done since with the gift that You gave him, defies all expectations and understanding. He was and remains Your single most effective and capable agent to bring peace, prosperity, and the magnificent works of God to this flawed and Fallen Earth. He has fought the entire world in Your name, with Your guidance and help, and he has WON, because You are with him.
Millions doubted him – and doubted You, too. We no longer doubt. We are not afraid. We BELIEVE – for such is the power of the LORD.
You have proven repeatedly over the past 4 years that You will not abandon those who love You in our hour of need. Today we humbly and gratefully invoke Your name in awed reverence of Your celestial might and power.
Blessed and Merciful Father, if it is Your Divine will to extend the mercy that You have already shown to America for another four years, then we shall prevail against all odds tonight. Though I am unworthy to ask anything of You for myself, I ask for Your blessings upon the nation that I love, and the people that I hold dear. Let them not pass from Your sight, Father, but rather “lift up a living nation, a single sword to Thee”.
Lord God of Hosts, we are Your instruments – weak, broken, rebellious, and foolish though we are. Use us to achieve Your chosen ends. Fill us with the wonderful Peace of God, the calmness and stillness of the Holy Spirit, the optimism and joy of knowing You and Your works. Fill our hearts with gladness, give strength to our limbs, and speak Your truth through our lips.
And, if it is Your will, let the greatest of us, Donald Trump, carry on his mandate in Your name, to Make America Great Again… Again.
In Your name, Holy Father, and in the name of Our Lord and King, Jesus Christ… Amen.
My friends, time is running very short and the hour is drawing near. Get thee hence to your polling stations today if you have not voted already. Vote as if YOU hold the deciding ballot – the one that will determine the entire course of your nation’s future.
THAT, my friend, is what is meant by “exercising the right to vote”. This is not some random “right” that you get just for being born. You have the right to exercise the near-unlimited FORCE of the entire government of your country to achieve specific political ends.
Do not waste that power, and do not waste this opportunity. Get out there. Vote for Donald Trump. Destroy the Luciferians once again, and watch them flee in terror and dismay – and then prepare for tomorrow, when they turn violent, as they certainly will.
DEUS VULT, brothers and sisters.
3 For you meet him with rich blessings;
— Psalm 21:3-7, English Standard Version
you set a crown of fine gold upon his head.
4 He asked life of you; you gave it to him,
length of days forever and ever.
5 His glory is great through your salvation;
splendor and majesty you bestow on him.
6 For you make him most blessed forever;[a]
you make him glad with the joy of your presence.
7 For the king trusts in the Lord,
and through the steadfast love of the Most High he shall not be moved.
E’en now their vanguard gathers,
— From Hymn Before Action by Rudyard Kipling
E’en now we face the fray—
As Thou didst help our fathers,
Help Thou our host to-day!
Fulfilled of signs and wonders,
In life, in death made clear—
Jehovah of the Thunders,
Lord God of Battles, hear!
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Err… apparently I used the wrong Email.
Don’t worry about that – just re-submit using the correct one. I won’t publish the first comment.
Here’s your original comment from the other address:
Thank you, I had forgotten my exact words.
I voted for the first time in my life, and prayed the rosary as soon as I got home. The prayer to St. Michael is a good one to add to your repertoire as well:
Saint Michael, the Archangel, defend us in battle, be our protection against the wickedness and snares of the devil;
may God rebuke him, we humbly pray;
and do thou, O Prince of the heavenly host, by the power of God, cast into hell
Satan and all the evil spirits, who prowl through the world seeking the ruin of souls. Amen.
Observe the fighting styles and living styles that reveal themselves even today.
Towns allowed to stay at maintainable growth versus cities that can’t reach megalopolis fast enough.
Places that integrate their supply regions versus those that can’t terrorise their surroundings aggressively enough.
The solutions repeat themselves over a sufficiently long time frame, usually two centuries or ten generations, and are obvious in terms of their ends, but I wonder …
How exactly this time do Sodom and Gomorrah meet their end?
The groups that crave their cities have rarely been very good at making their own weapons.
It’s a truth that they repeatedly fail to learn across the centuries, but instead attempt to cloak with phrases that match the technologies of the day that have been realised by others.
Such as, for instance: mutually-assured destruction.
It’s very much far from assured … unless, of course, you live near New Sodom or New Gomorrah.
“Destroy the Luciferians once again, and watch them flee in terror and dismay – and then prepare for tomorrow, when they turn violent, as they certainly will.”
Some day, this war’s gonna end …
That is true. It would not be difficult to starve the biggest Daemoncrat city strongholds into submission very, very quickly.
You could starve Manhattan in under a week using maybe 100lbs of Semtex. The same is true of many other Blue cities around the country.
I’m not saying that this is desirable or good. It’s not. But it’s going to happen, one way or another.