You know in your heart what the truth is. You know the pages

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You know in your heart what the truth is. You know the pages of history have been creased from the palms of men who never should have laid hands on them. Men, who in their sloppiness or arrogance smeared the ink across the page for all to see it has been edited and groped. You know the enemy is not only upon us but among us, around us, within us. The clever enemy, the scheming, planning, every vigil enemy who moves from the shadows, who pours out lies from his mouth like flies from a dead horse, who crawls from his own skin to forsake himself. Diseased, delusional, moved by only his passions and his most animal like instincts They tried so very hard to destroy us, but like a wild fire, they merely made room for giants to place through roots and pierce through the canopy for the sunlight above.