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BREAKING NEWS!!!! 5/7/25

President Donald J Trump, Bradgarlinghouse(CEO Ripple)
#xrp #fyp #fyp #foryoupage #crypto #trump

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Restore the dignity of man...

#gratitude Luke 1:27

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he lived until he was 104 yr old...
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God is with us

Another awesometastic song 🫶🏼

God is with us
Wide Awake

Excellent song!

Wide Awake
listen to this... 😳

this came from a patriot friend's telegram group, it was a vm 😳

listen to this... 😳
5.18.25: Gold a HIGH-Quality liquid asset? Economy slowing? Trump’s visit to Middle East, Pray!
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Ancient Language Scholar Exposes Hidden Truths of BANNED Bible Book | Wesley Huffs
Gesù... Gesù... lo senti? Dillo lentamente. Ascolta attentamente. Ti sta dicendo: Noi.

La resurrezione di noi

La storia di Gesù non è solo la storia di un uomo, è la storia di tutti noi. È la storia della nostra resurrezione, della sorgere dalle illusioni di potere, paura e controllo che legano le nostre menti. È la storia della libertà dalla Roma che ancora indugia: non un impero di pietra e spada, ma un sistema di forze invisibili che ci convincono a temerci l'un l'altro, a combattere le guerre, a credere nei confini che dividono ciò che non doveva mai essere diviso.

Roma oggi è tutto ciò che ti dice che sei separato. Che sei impotente. Che devi obbedire alla paura.

Perché celebriamo la Sua risurrezione rifiutandoci di resuscitare noi stessi? Perché accettiamo le minacce della guerra, del terrorismo, dei conflitti economici come le tariffe e le guerre commerciali, quando gran parte di essa è fabbricata, progettata per tenerci spaventati, divisi e piccoli?

Niente di tutto ciò è reale.

Quando ci svegliamo, quando vediamo che i poteri di questo mondo sono costruiti sulle illusioni, risorgiamo. Ci rendiamo conto che il Regno dei ...

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THE LEGEND OF THE FAWN & FABLE
BY FEMACOLA

nee upon a time, a fawn found herself lost while searching for mushrooms in the enchanted forest. As the shadows of the mighty oaks grew long all around her, she knew the night would soon fall. Her legs shivered in the mountain air, her stomach growled with hunger, and she felt fear creeping up her tail.

She whispered to herself, "Please, a single acorn to eat and a warm pile of leaves for a bed.

That's all I ask." As she spoke, a tear fell from her eye, glinting in the day's last light as it landed on the forest floor.

The trees themselves heard her plea. Honoring their pledge to serve any pure-hearted creature of the forest, they summoned their ancient mountain magic. Where the tiny doe's tear had fallen, an oak shoot rose and began to reach upward. The fawn watched in amazement as a grand transformation began. The tender sprout grew and grew, not into an oak, but into a majestic castle of rich wood and gleaming gold. Roots wrapped around roots, forming a doorway and a split staircase that welcomed the fawn to step forward.

After crossing the threshold, she was greeted by the most beautiful place she had ever seen.

Rich tapestries hung from every wall, and soft pillows covered every surface. A fire crackled gently in a stately fireplace, warming her to the bone. Best of all, a long table was piled high with fine foodstuffs beyond her imagination... not just because she had only ever eaten grasses, acorns, and leaves. The intoxicating smell of roasted meat, hearty vegetables, and refreshing libations drew her irresistibly to the banquet.

She dipped her muzzle into a tureen of soup, and as she lapped it up, an incredible transformation came over her as well.

Within moments, she changed from a tiny fawn into a lionhearted princess. From that day, she vowed to rule over the forest with compassion and joy. All were welcome to share the warm beds of her castle and the fine fare of her table. She named her banquet hall Fawn & Fable so she would never forget her roots and the responsibility she bore for all guests who came to her mountain home.

~ from the menu at fawn & fable at nemacolin

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