“Independence Day is nigh! It is the day that we celebrate the American colonies winning independence from Britain, and we assume to still have such independence, but there is distaste. What was honey to the lips might turn sour as it enters the stomach.

Behold American Independence that provides its people with welfare and healthcare forcing them to submit under the guise of progress while waging a false war on poverty.

Behold American Independence, which tries to keep its citizens from bearing arms that it might impose its will upon them without accountability.

Behold American Independence that keeps small business owners and pharmacists from choosing what they will provide or what drugs they will keep in stock or who they will serve.

Behold American Independence that forces its views of political correctness on the people.

I thought we might be independent. Perhaps these forced views can be tossed in the harbor next to that bitter leaf. Surely ‘they mock the independence and the intellect of the entire nation.’ Instead of fighting to keep people free, American Independence now caves in every time someone whines about not getting what they want, except for those who fight for independence. As a result, American Independents must think a certain way and are free to make only the decisions approved.

Behold American Independence as it hides the constitution and tricks the American public into thinking that it is free… At least I can still say these words,” the American mind stirred.

Be we free? Be we free to engage in the pursuits of this life without restriction? Be we free to hold our government accountable, or will it get away with murder: the murder of American Independence? Doth the state control its people slyly, hiding behind the façade of progress and equality?

There is only one way people can truly be free and that freedom is not available by the ways of this world:

Oh, to grace how great a debtor
Daily I’m constrained to be;
Let that grace now like a fetter
Bind my wandering heart to Thee:
Prone to wander, Lord, I feel it;
Prone to leave the God I love.
Here’s my heart, Lord, take and seal it,
Seal it for Thy courts above.

Behold American Independence in the land that I love.

Then behold it in God’s courts above.

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