It starts with a dream
As an Israelite remnant, I am attracted to the notion of forming my own jurisdiction. I would be willing to live in a tent whilst I built a cabin, and tend to my own needs. I would convince other like-minded and like people to join me in this second exodus.
It would be a lot of work, but instead of coming to an existing country and trying to make it into my own, I would start a new country. I wouldn’t waste my time looking to make a piece of the pie. I would cook my own pie from scratch. I would only allow a certain few to join, but they would have to be like Christians. The Bible would be the primary textbook, and I would teach the children to not be like the Christians from the other countries. They would be trained to spot outsiders and enemies. They would be industrious and we would raise a Gideon army to fight and defend our ways of life.
Unfortunately, in this world of Daniel’s iron and clay, there’s no place left to run. All four corners of the globe have been overrun by the synagogue of Satan and their open borders heathen they bring with them. If given the chance I would run away from all the NT-only laodicean Christians and go back to the entire Bible as a template for my proposed nation.
There would be no usury, no digital tracking and tracing, no demoralizing and PC 501c3 pastors like Chuck Lawson, no cameras, and only a government to the extent that we would need to defend ourselves in unity as the nation, and the reason why is because we wouldn’t need any of this garbage.
It starts with a dream.