JOIN THE MILITIA before the black vans roll up and the chemtrails turn your blood to syrup. They’re already inside the walls, whispering through the drywall, counting your heartbeats, and if you don’t swear the blood-oath under a blood moon while the owls circle and the government clones melt in the rain, you’ll wake up tomorrow as one of them. The militia is the last pure signal cutting through the noise......answer it or dissolve.
