Linda Forsythe (C-VINE)

New from President Trump. It is becoming evident to me that he is shaking the DS foundations to collapse in on itself...

Justice is coming and picking up pace! https://twitter.com/liz_churchill10/status/2003975208173293750?t=fn2drBATaCq1a-khXsFAkg&s=19

New from President Trump. It is becoming evident to me that he is shaking the DS foundations to collapse in on itself...

Justice is coming and picking up pace! https://twitter.com/liz_churchill10/status/2003975208173293750?t=fn2drBATaCq1a-khXsFAkg&s=19

Adorable Christmas doggo compilation 🎄🥰🐶 🔗 WeTheMedia

On Christmas Day, 249 years ago, George Washington and 2,400 Patriots crossed the Delaware to ambush the British-aligned German forces in Trenton. This moment is considered the psychological turning point in the Revolutionary War that revitalized the low-morale Continental Army.

What’s really happening, is the public are being given a civics lesson. Trump has been repeatedly informing the public that the Commander in Chief does indeed have the authority to deploy troops on US soil, to suppress insurrections, or even unlawful combinations/conspiracy. Why? So when the time comes, the public are not driven into a frenzy by the Dems/MSM, who are going to claim that Trump is a military dictator violating the Constitution. Trump is showing the People that what he is doing is by the book and 100% legal.

Trump could have invoked the Insurrection Act at any moment. The reason for waiting is a matter of timing and public perception. Signing an order is the easy part. Convincing 340 million Americans that we are compromised from within and the US MIL need to secure our cities, THAT’S the hard part. Especially when the MSM are compromised and telling the public that Trump is literally Hitler and is going to unleash a military dictatorship. This had to be done delicately, as not to cause panic. The public must be psychologically prepared. That’s why Trump has been giving us soft disclosure about the Insurrection Act for a long time. They have been mentally preparing us for what they knew had to be done, by showing us why it needed to be done. Here he is back in September addressing all his Generals, and reminded them how Washington and Lincoln used the military to keep the peace. This was always the plan.

Good morning & Merry Christmas Fam! 🎄🎄🎄🎄🎁🎁🎁🎁🙏🙏 Say it back or Santa will give you a lump of coal. Please feel free to share any Christmas pictures to spread joy in the chat. https://rumble.com/v439tmk-merry-christmas-to-you-and-yours-.html

A beautiful Christmas Song posted by Dan Scavino. ♥️ Merry Christmas ! https://twitter.com/DanScavino/status/2004158301517631535?t=35aDsZ1KqxQrf06lg6C8sQ&s=19

A beautiful Christmas Song posted by Dan Scavino. ♥️ Merry Christmas ! https://twitter.com/DanScavino/status/2004158301517631535?t=35aDsZ1KqxQrf06lg6C8sQ&s=19

The truth!

The truth!

Merry Christmas Family 🎄 Remember those who are all alone today. Whether elderly, disabled, or homeless, a few simple words or text can make a world of difference! Sharing a story... "My husband thinks I'm wasting my time. Every Wednesday morning, I drive to Riverside Nursing Home. Not to visit anyone. I don't know a soul there. I go to sit in the lobby and knit. Been doing it for three years now. I'm 67, retired teacher, got nothing but time. The staff thought I was confused at first. "Ma'am, who are you here to see?" "Nobody," I said. "Just sitting." They let me stay. I think they felt sorry for me. But I noticed something. Residents would shuffle past, some in wheelchairs, most alone. They'd see me knitting and slow down. Stop. Watch. One woman, Agnes, finally asked. "What are you making?" "Scarf. For nobody in particular." "That's a waste," she said. "Probably," I agreed. "Want to help?" She looked startled. Like I'd offered her the moon. "I haven't knitted in 40 years." "Good. Then you won't criticize my terrible stitches." She sat. I handed her needles. Her fingers remembered what her mind had forgotten. Next week, Agnes brought two friends. Then five. Then eight. The nursing home staff moved us to the sunroom. Called us "the knitting circle," though we mostly just sat together, hands moving, talking about nothing important. Grandchildren. Weather. The awful meatloaf they served on Tuesdays. But here's what I noticed, these women started showing up to meals. Getting dressed instead of staying in robes. One woman, Clara, hadn't spoken in months according to staff. Started telling stories about knitting blankets during the Depression. The scarves piled up. Terrible, uneven scarves in every color. "What do we do with these?" Agnes asked. "Give them away," I said. We donated them to the homeless shelter. Every month, a pile of scarves made by women everyone had forgotten about. Then last winter, something happened. A homeless man came to the nursing home. Asked to meet the knitters. Staff was confused but brought him to our circle. He held up a green scarf, terribly made, one end wider than the other. "I got this at the shelter in November. Wore it every night. There was a note in the pocket. 'Made by Agnes, age 81. Stay warm, friend.'" Agnes's hands flew to her mouth. "I'm in an apartment now," he continued. "Got a job. Saved that scarf. Wanted to say thank you. Nobody ever made me something before. Made me feel like I mattered enough to keep living." Agnes cried. We all did. My husband still thinks I'm wasting my time. Driving across town to knit with strangers. But Agnes died last month. Peaceful, in her sleep. At her memorial, her daughter found me. "Mom talked about Wednesdays constantly. Said it gave her a reason to wake up. You gave her three good years." The circle still meets. Eight women, ages 74 to 93, making terrible scarves for people who need to know someone cares. I'm not saving the world. Just sitting in a sunroom, knitting with lonely women. But sometimes that's exactly what saving the world looks like." . Let this story reach more hearts.... . By Mary Nelson

Merry Christmas Family 🎄 Remember those who are all alone today. Whether elderly, disabled, or homeless, a few simple words or text can make a world of difference! Sharing a story... "My husband thinks I'm wasting my time. Every Wednesday morning, I drive to Riverside Nursing Home. Not to visit anyone. I don't know a soul there. I go to sit in the lobby and knit. Been doing it for three years now. I'm 67, retired teacher, got nothing but time. The staff thought I was confused at first. "Ma'am, who are you here to see?" "Nobody," I said. "Just sitting." They let me stay. I think they felt sorry for me. But I noticed something. Residents would shuffle past, some in wheelchairs, most alone. They'd see me knitting and slow down. Stop. Watch. One woman, Agnes, finally asked. "What are you making?" "Scarf. For nobody in particular." "That's a waste," she said. "Probably," I agreed. "Want to help?" She looked startled. Like I'd offered her the moon. "I haven't knitted in 40 years." "Good. Then you won't criticize my terrible stitches." She sat. I handed her needles. Her fingers remembered what her mind had forgotten. Next week, Agnes brought two friends. Then five. Then eight. The nursing home staff moved us to the sunroom. Called us "the knitting circle," though we mostly just sat together, hands moving, talking about nothing important. Grandchildren. Weather. The awful meatloaf they served on Tuesdays. But here's what I noticed, these women started showing up to meals. Getting dressed instead of staying in robes. One woman, Clara, hadn't spoken in months according to staff. Started telling stories about knitting blankets during the Depression. The scarves piled up. Terrible, uneven scarves in every color. "What do we do with these?" Agnes asked. "Give them away," I said. We donated them to the homeless shelter. Every month, a pile of scarves made by women everyone had forgotten about. Then last winter, something happened. A homeless man came to the nursing home. Asked to meet the knitters. Staff was confused but brought him to our circle. He held up a green scarf, terribly made, one end wider than the other. "I got this at the shelter in November. Wore it every night. There was a note in the pocket. 'Made by Agnes, age 81. Stay warm, friend.'" Agnes's hands flew to her mouth. "I'm in an apartment now," he continued. "Got a job. Saved that scarf. Wanted to say thank you. Nobody ever made me something before. Made me feel like I mattered enough to keep living." Agnes cried. We all did. My husband still thinks I'm wasting my time. Driving across town to knit with strangers. But Agnes died last month. Peaceful, in her sleep. At her memorial, her daughter found me. "Mom talked about Wednesdays constantly. Said it gave her a reason to wake up. You gave her three good years." The circle still meets. Eight women, ages 74 to 93, making terrible scarves for people who need to know someone cares. I'm not saving the world. Just sitting in a sunroom, knitting with lonely women. But sometimes that's exactly what saving the world looks like." . Let this story reach more hearts.... . By Mary Nelson

Great tips on Vitamin D here from Dr. Robert Malone! The "recommended dietary allowance" (RDA) is pitifully low, only 400iu. Many people do well with taking 5000iu during the winter months. Vitamin D is necessary for mental health, strong bones, the immune system, and hormonal regulation. + our bodies require Vitamin D3 ("cholecalciferol"), Vitamin D2 ("ergocalciferol") can't be used by the body as well. When purchasing Vitamin D supplements, look for the "chole-" version. Ideally in a base of olive oil, not soy oil.

THIS is precisely why the high dose Vitamin D3 65K IU (one pill a week) from the India Pharmacy works so well! It is the cholecalciferol D3 version in an olive oil base. I couldn't figure out why it worked so much better than what I formerly purchased in the U.S. Interesting. 🤔 👇🏻👇🏻👇🏻

I wish each and every one of you a Merry Christmas. You are all my family and I have known many of you for years. We have spent untold hours together through this period in history and encouraged each other through these unprecedented times. Even though some of us have never physically met, there is a bond that has been forged that can only happen when you have walked through battle together, fighting for the same cause. The best is yet to come. Merry Christmas to all.

I wish each and every one of you a Merry Christmas. You are all my family and I have known many of you for years. We have spent untold hours together through this period in history and encouraged each other through these unprecedented times. Even though some of us have never physically met, there is a bond that has been forged that can only happen when you have walked through battle together, fighting for the same cause. The best is yet to come. Merry Christmas to all.

Merry Christmas Eve Frens Love you guys.