His dad used to live in California.
He moved to Georgia a while ago.
A couple of weeks ago he received a California ballot MAILED to him in Georgia.
Not forwarded.
Mailed.
California elections are CORRUPT.
This is HUGE!! 🔥🔥
The CDC IS BEING SUED FOR ILLEGAL AND UNCONSTITUTIONAL 72 dose hyper vaccination schedule!!
The start of THE END OF THE DEADLY POISONS!!! ☠️
THANK GOD!! 🙏 All the death, destruction and LIES will end! 🤬🤬
💥Y’all, listen to this video. It’s so strange that I came across this bc I’ve been trying to figure out this “67” thing for a while. Read below. ⬇️
💥I want to start out by saying - no one knows the time or day.
💥As many of you know here, my Son is Autistic. And sometimes with an Autistic child, they can repeat things that they’ve heard, over and over for days straight.
💥About 7 months ago, My Son one day started saying “67”. He wouldn’t stop for days. Then all the children at his school started saying it. My friends would call me and tell me their children were also saying it.
💥Last night, my Son asked me “Mommy, is the devil gone yet? Mommy, the devil is about to leave earth.” 👀
💥IN THE LAST DAYS, GOD SAYS, I WILL POUR OUT MY SPIRIT ON ALL PEOPLE.
YOUR SONS AND DAUGHTERS WILL PROPHESY, YOUR YOUNG MEN WILL SEE VISIONS, YOUR OLD MEN WILL DREAM
~ACTS 2:17
@CaptKylePatriots
Not all super heroes wear capes🙏
Just past midnight in Edsbyn, Sweden, Emma Schols woke to the sound of screaming.
Her two youngest boys — Albin, 4, and Oliver, 3 — had wandered downstairs to play. The television room was already swallowed by fire. By the time Emma reached them, the smoke had turned the air black and the heat had become something alive.
She threw herself over both boys and drove them toward the front door.
When it opened, the fire exploded toward them — hungry for oxygen — and Emma felt her back catch flame. She didn't stop. She shoved both boys outside into the night air.
Then she did something that would stop millions of people mid-scroll:
She locked the door from the inside.
Not because she wanted to trap herself. Because she knew her boys. She knew that if they could get back in — if panic gave them a reason to try to save her — they would. The lock wasn't for her. It was for them.
Four more children were still upstairs.
The staircase was burning. The walls were burning. The smoke was so dense she couldn't see past her own hands. The heat was so intense that the skin on the soles of her feet began to separate from the bone.
Emma Schols climbed anyway.
At the top, she found her 11-year-old son William had already lowered a ladder from the balcony. Her 9-year-old daughter Nellie had jumped to the ground to get help. In the chaos and the smoke, Emma counted heads.
One. Two. Three. Four.
One was missing.
Mollie. One year old. Still inside.
Her children screamed at her not to go back. The fire was beyond anything survivable. Her back was already burned. Her feet were destroyed. Every person standing in that yard knew what going back meant.
Emma turned around and crawled back into the fire. She dragged her body through smoke so thick she couldn't see. Her lungs were failing. Her skin was gone. By every measure of human endurance, she had already given everything a person can give.
But somewhere in that black, her baby was crying.
And then she found her.
Mollie. Standing in her crib. Terrified. Waiting.
"I was so terribly tired," Emma later said, "but I could see through the smoke how Mollie stood there and cried. Then I suddenly got such an enormous force and managed to get to my feet and lift her up."
With 93% of her body burned, Emma Schols stood up, picked up her baby, and walked to the balcony.
William was there. The ladder was ready. Emma climbed down with Mollie on her hip — rung by rung — until her feet touched the ground. Then her body gave out completely. She collapsed in the grass.
All six children were alive. Not one seriously injured.
Emma was placed on a ventilator for three weeks. She underwent more than 20 surgeries — skin grafts, reconstructions, procedures most people couldn't survive once. Doctors said injuries of this severity were almost always fatal.
Before she lost consciousness that night, she made her children a promise:
She would come home.
When she finally woke, her first words were not about the pain, or the surgeries, or what she had lost.
She asked: "Are my children alive?"
Every single one. All six.
The road back was harder than the fire. Some of her children were frightened by her scarred body. Mollie, the baby she had crawled through flames to reach didn't recognize her at first.
Emma kept her promise anyway.
She learned to walk again. To use her hands again. To hold her children again. In December 2020, Sweden named her Lifesaver of the Year. Her son William stood before the nation and said:
"Sometimes I think I will never see Mum again. But now we see Mum almost every day — and that makes me happy."
Emma has since written a memoir called I Wear My Scars with Pride. She runs marathons. She speaks to others about trauma, recovery, and what the human body can endure when love makes the demand.
Her family lives in their rebuilt home in Edsbyn. The scars cover 93% of her body. She wears them without apology.
Never underestimate the power and will of a Mother!
@PaulGoldEagle I’m doubting Betty is still alive.
She handled child trafficking to the Hollywood evil. The madam! She was also Crowley’s daughter and BarbarO Bush’s sister. All evil. GITMO fertilizer!
🚨🚨FBI has released a “New” MOST WANTED LIST. They have stolen hundreds of millions from taxpayers.
These low life THIEFS need to be found and arrested.