I can tell you where America has gone

by Cyrellys Geibhendach.

~ A Response to Randy Conway’s: Can Anyone Tell Me Where America Has Gone?

Source:  Q-Alerts – by Randy Conway http://www.stevequayle.com/index.php?s=33&d=1254

Can anyone tell me where has America gone?
I can’t seem to find her. Has she gone away?
Can anyone tell me where America has gone?
All that was familiar seems now so far away.
Dear Randy.  I can tell you where America has gone.  She has not gone away.  But you will not find her in the halls of governance, as you in your piece infer.
I remember learning of integrity and courage
America was never a government or about government.  Government is only a consequence; a hobgoblin which trails along after our shadow.  Please do not mistake government as America.  The Constitution was created to rein in government; to keep it small and sane.  It is not surprising that government, having taken on a life of its own, escapes its bounds contradicting all restraint upon it.  It’s foolish consistency is why we retain the right to ourselves to cleans it of that consistency in times when its decor and profanity becomes intolerable; when it wages illicit war in our name; when it steals from our our children; when it works to cause more harm than good.
It is a mistake to assume our depth of silence as an absence of integrity and courage.  This assumption blurs the record of our character.  No man can violate his nature.  Always scorn appearances.  If the nature of governance appeals to a lack of integrity and courage, assures that nature by extensive use of tyranny then it illustrates a division in the population, for a good nature will gravitate to structures of virtue and where none longer lay in scattered, motifs will stand in stoic solitude.  Therefore the America you seek is not to be found in or near government despite its claim to represent our people.  A man of integrity and courage needs no one to represent him, for he stands at the fore of society in every individual endeavor and many collective applications.  If you cannot find him in governance it is because he has abandoned the company of dissonant men who inhabit it.  It does not mean he, himself does not exist!
I remember men of honor held in high esteem
We are here.  If every true man is a cause then it is true he is also a country in and of itself.  A man of honor can be found by his small deeds moreso than his great ones.  Great ones are happy accidents, where the small are frequent, more illustrative works of soul effort.  Step away from your perusal of titled representatives.  Walk among the silent ones in your community.  Look left and right upon the small deeds and more thoroughly consider those.  Small deeds accumulate a soul credit that few great deeds can achieve.  Modern men like to focus upon the spectacular and rate all else against that quality, missing where the original acts of gentlmen uphold the true virtues of society.
I remember when hard work and ethics flourished
We are here.  Come with me into the fields and factories; into the coffee shops and retail stores; into libraries and toolers; into laboratories and garages, into classrooms, offices, and kitchens.  It is in the places we devote our time to.  These small gardens of human endeavor and character, where the twitch of a lace cover or the steady hand over a sample upon which an accurate diagnoses depends, holds within each a spirit not recently acknowledged.  When acknowledgement falters for gravitation to a more demanding crisis, this does not negate the existence of the other.  It is in the small things that life resides.  All else are distractions.
I remember when the unsightly was kept unseen.
Can anyone tell me where America has gone?
We are here.  A raving lunatic is just that — a demonstration of no restraint.  Does lunacy in one man or ten men, define the whole?  Which is worse, seeing a lunatic pass by or the man who assumes by proximity all men are the same?  The frequency of the unsightly has always been there, but never before have we been expected to be our brother’s keeper.  Could it be the attribution of responsibility is what has changed?
As a population increases, so too does the number of lunatics increase.  Like gravitates to like until it reaches intolerable levels in any given space.  Some philosophies will teach the young to judge a society by its worst members.  If this is true then the cup of life will ever be half empty rather than half full.  Is this the way you would proceed?  Let’s instead entertain a greater force of character in a light united, bypassing the loudness of the unsightly, for if it cannot garner the attention lunacy seeks then it will be more likely to choose a more productive path which WE steer by not giving the unsightly a time of day.  Turn not your head toward lunacy for this sanctions it; qualifies its acts; and promotes it, producing more.  This promotion has a great deal to do with why there is so much present at this time…many have forgotten that what you promote, you gain.
Can anyone tell me where America has gone?
I can’t seem to find her. She is now a long forgotten song.
I thought our government was established for the people
Now it seems the government is elite and we are but the sheeple.
We are here.  You have sat on the terrace at a lonely table.  We are not the government.  We however do recognize its condition and acknowledge your frustration.  We have ever been near; these other tables you have yet to notice.  Come among us and take not your instruction from would-be kings.  The original scale of men and of things, upon which true America was built, yet resides here beside us, for we are IT.  In your perception of the battle we have not yet weighed in.  Come away from the corruption and join our more ancient sight.  Do not pay the corruption with money or honor but rather stand in your own and represent integrity, law, and justice in the protection of the rights of every man.  Join us.  Be what you seek.
If we are silent it is for the strength we project; liberty is a fiercely silent hunter.  These things you seek need no fanfare upon a mountain, for they are vibrant light; an essence of genius, of virtue, and life.
We used to spy on our enemies those we saw as a threat
Now we spy on our citizens and we discard our vets
Can anyone tell me where America has gone?
Judge me not by my governors.  Had you come directly to me, you’re experience would be different.  Had the vets come to the same physicians who service America rather than the governors, their experience would be different.  It is important that each man studies carefully the merits of the paths laid by others.  Any path taken willy-nilly without thorough consideration is likely to land you in quick-sand.  What power has a governor who can garner no followers upon the path he lays?  Bring away, from those who spy and who discard the just due; bring away those men suffering and set them among us that they may be more properly  attended.  Gather together the virtues so seemingly lacking and administer them freely, to the best of any meager or vast ability you can muster.  This is the contradiction to every evil!  In so doing we reset the product of our shared conformity.  Be what is necessary.  This is where I, America, am to be found.
Are there any left who for righteousness still long?
The New World Order is now the America of today
The patriots are becoming weary, worn and frayed
We are here.  The NWO cannot compare to us.  But it attempts to circumscribe our position.  Place not upon us limitations of style or good time.   Place not upon us limitations of gender.  Place not upon us limitations of denomination.  Place not upon us limitations of size nor shape.  We have listened to the recent patriots on the shield wall and our offers of assistance have been met with every imaginable condition which has wittled that offer down until precious little was left.  The exhaustion you experience is one of your own making.  Expect not the square to match the circle…we are each unique and it was in the ancient past that very uniqueness which first brought us together and built a nation.
Scorn not the anonymous child of the ancient Celt; that long lost drui whose verbal record and private libraries first brought you shared recognition of Natures God despite the name not clothed in the same precise southern terminology of the biblical Christ.  They are one in the same.  The founders knew this.  Yet this has been forgotten.
The justice you so adore was once the wisdom of the old Brehons, who held civilization not hundreds but thousands of years in the minds of the People, after the fashion they were first bound in service to do, but you insist on changing our history and heritage in thoughtless breaths, to attributions of latter-day illumined paganized dabbling in ritualism, or conscript it to claim it hebrew, based on a theory which claims theological ownership of “dan” spread across place names from Turkey to Eire, when our history is a western history instead.  How is it you can praise the scholarship of our founders in one breath and cherry-pick  it in the next?  We were once united, the Celtic and the Christian.  Yet I have heard this scorn, and so you walk alone.
It is not entirely your fault for the desire of peaceful anonymity denied you the alternative histories, and now you travel, your lives burdened by the palatable histories of the Illumined with its confusion and endless questions that carry no answer.  Seek not opinion, but rather truth.  And whatever you find, give it the grace of opportunity to stand on its own or fall aside.
The many groups and individuals who comprised the founding of this nation brought all the elements of the best of mankind’s ancient and classical world-view, history, belief and culture together to assemble a nation based on those commonalities to stand as a structure designed to guard the potential, that greater excellence, in each individual the same as the collected whole.  You rightly seek the restoration of the image, the supporting construct and the shared intent, yet in the next breath you scorn the broader components, failing to acknowledge their presence and necessary contribution.
Scorn not the worker in his fullness of time.  Though his freedom from the endless quest of earnings is small, it is within him the personal integrity, and ethic of honest work for honest pay resides.  His is the construction of survival; the products upon which once better matters may be reconstructed.  Yet I have heard this scorn, and so you walk alone.
Scorn not the artist nor the academic in their illustration.  It is through the creativity and mechanics of logic, bridges are built and new innovations bring wealth and prosperity to a people.  To any fight these intellectuals bring wisdom and improbable sucess.  Yet I have heard this scorn, and so you walk alone.
Scorn not the craftsman whose martial experience and paradigm knowledge is nill.  He can see the dissonance in America by those without integrity or honor.  He is not oblivious.  But his is the hammer and the drill to build with skills you have not asked for.  You assume his ignornance, and by assumption alone you cause offense.  I have heard this scorn, and so you walk alone.
Scorn not the woman whose ‘place’ you callously describe as the slave of your every necessity.  Her endurance is greater; her patience is greater; and her fury is unmatchable in creativity and ferocity.  I have heard this scorn, and so you walk alone.
Scorn not the youth in his thoughtless vigor and inexperience.  Ignorance is more a consequence of lack of good teachers than it is an inequity of the portrayer.  For every finger you point in complaint three face back at the origin.  Yet I have heard this scorn, and so you walk alone.
Scorn not the elder in his memories.  He may shy from the crack of brass in iron, or be slow to come to the fore, but what he has stowed in that lifetime of circumstances is a treasure you will be forced to win once more if you pass it by.  He is a wealth in and of itself, and no finer teacher can be had.  Yet I have heard this scorn, and so you walk alone.
Allow us to assist, and when necessary lead, and we will infuse your cause with fresh energy, for it is a just cause.  Take off the habit of conditions, and swing wide the door.  We are here.  America consists of more than men who speak.  The vast majority are the silent ones, why do you not recognize this?  When will you accept who we are?
These are the so-called sleepers whose part the watchmen on the wall would exclude.  I could call them to arms tomorrow, but they will not go where they are not wanted, and you cannot have one without accepting all for we are America.
The black robe regiments are but stories of yesterday
And the pulpits are devoid of truth and men no longer pray
To the one true God of all creation
Why do you require a black robe regiment in the first place?  Why do you require the services of a second parent?  Can you not provide for yourself truth, in this time of tremendous tools and capabilities, by study and by discovery?  Can you not make good utilization of your own direct connection to the one true God of all creation?  Why do you seek that which you are already capable of?   Stand up man!   God gave you two legs, two hands, and a mind of your own with eyes to see!  Use them and seek not your sustenance at the hand of some other!  This concept of American which you have been bequeathed was built by men who stood upon their own two feet and applied themselves as I have bid you to do.  It will only be regained in that same manner.  Begin today, and you will begin to rediscover that which you seek.  You were never alone, nor are you now.
We prefer to pander to our own sensations of it
And America is no longer one nation under God
America is the habitation of lies and the home of fraud.
Can anyone tell me where America has Gone?
The corruption of government not withstanding, the larger body of the people are very much one nation under God.  Each person has slipped away from Churches that recite policy rather than teach truth and has taken in hand that individual path the Source has laid before each.  How can any person judge a body of God’s children solely by institutions?  Is it the dischord of the judge or the noise of the empty hearted?  America has never ceased to exist.  She was and still is a compilation of the people.  Yet you address the structures and the government rather than they; rather than us.  Come away from the dischord and see us.  We are here.
Thank God for the watchmen who have warned for so long
I pray these servants have the support and prayers of the remnant
Because the demise of our way of life is now dangerously imminent.
Yes the watchmen have been pouring everything they have into their effort.  And so too is it true that our way of life is imperiled.  However, it is a mistake to assume we do not see this or that opposition is not in play.  A great wave sits poised over corruption.  It continues unabated ensuring the judgment of its People.  When we rise there will be no mistaking the cause.  The Rising will be a consequence of deviation from the nature laid out for this nation.  Such a rising was seen by our founders as an inevitability and provided for in our founding documents.  But it was also laid out with the understanding that it was an action of last resort.  Thus the feared demise and a rising, travel the same path.  They may only be seen in the same paradigm.
Where is America?  We are America, as are you.  And in any battle it is for us to choose the time and place, not the enemy we decry.  If we step to the side as the sword of the lesser contestant sings past our head, it is because we hold the greater skill and the greater cause.  This is not evidence of extinction.
Where is America?  Seek us not in the hand of the enemy but rather in the genius of the silence.  We are here.
Cyrellys.  I am ROAR.
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Three followers of wisdom:  imagination, purpose, and endeavor. — Irish Triad
FiOs ~ “Vision, Memory, Dream” Berla Feini (old Irish), “Knowl
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