When the Puzzle Pieces Start Fitting Together

 

From the ashes of a broken world… to the arms of a loving God.

I’ve spent the last two days doing what little prepping I could, for something I pray never happens.


If you’ve been paying attention—and I mean really paying attention, not just scrolling headlines—you’ve probably seen it too. The tension. The build-up. The bombing. The movement. The eerie calm before what could be a very real storm.


Trump bombed Iran. That much is clear. And whether you love him, hate him, or you just don’t care, this isn’t about him. Not really. It’s about what happens next—and what might already be in motion.


I was raised by an ex-Army Ranger. That means war movies, post-apocalyptic movies and survival tips as dinnertime conversation. I grew up on worst-case planning and always keeping one eye on the exits. And because I’m neurodivergent, my brain doesn’t do “just wait and see.” It collects. It connects. It stacks puzzle pieces until the bigger picture starts forming—and y’all… this picture is getting real ugly, real fast.


Puzzle Piece #1: There Are No Sides


Democrats. Republicans. Independents. Libertarians. It’s all one big WWE performance. Flashy. Loud. Emotional. Scripted. Meant to keep us distracted and divided, clawing at each other while they hoard the money, the power, and the security behind walls we’ll never climb.


None of this is real. The only thing that’s real is how they keep us barely surviving. They want us poor. Confused. Angry at each other instead of at them. They want us to keep scrolling, buying, working, and obeying.


It’s a soap opera, and we keep tuning in because we’ve been trained to believe one side is “good” and the other is “evil.” But the truth? They all go to the same fundraisers, drink the same expensive wine, and laugh at the rest of us behind closed doors.


Puzzle Piece #2: The Timing


You ever notice how every time certain names are about to get exposed, something massive happens to change the subject?


Epstein. Flight logs. Politicians with way too much dirt and way too many connections. Powerful people with everything to lose—and somehow, they never lose it.


Instead, we get war. We get distraction. We get media chaos.


And we fall for it, over and over again.


Puzzle Piece #3: The Underground Cities


Not a conspiracy. Not a theory. They’ve admitted it.


Billion-dollar underground cities stocked to the brim with supplies—just in case of “emergency.” We’re not talking bunkers with canned beans. We’re talking high-tech survival cities under our feet, built with our tax money. They’ve been loading them up. Trucks going in and out. Food. Water. Medicine. Ammo.


All while telling us not to panic—but also telling us for the last 18 months to maybe keep a little extra toilet paper, water and canned foods on hand.


Puzzle Piece #4: 18-Months of Warnings


They told us. Quietly. Softly. With a wink and a nudge. “Two weeks of food and water, just in case.” Over and over, for the last 18 months.


The ones who listened were laughed at. Called paranoid. Conspiracy theorists.


Now those same people are the ones who aren’t panicking. Because they paid attention.


Puzzle Piece #5: The Bombing


And then last night happened.


We didn’t just bomb a place. We hit nuclear facilities. Strategic locations. The kind of strike that doesn’t just make waves—it makes history.


But this wasn’t a spur-of-the-moment reaction.


Puzzle Piece #6: The Plan Was Already in Motion


They said at the press conference this wasn’t new. This was planned for weeks. Maybe months.


Let that sit.


While we were grocery shopping, scrolling memes, and trying to afford gas, they were planning strikes that could change the entire world order.


Puzzle Piece #7: Steak and Lobster for the Soldiers


Videos are surfacing now. Soldiers filming steak dinners. Lobster. Luxury meals. You don’t feed soldiers like that unless something big is coming. Then the buses rolled in. Deployment orders. They’re being moved out.


Puzzle Piece #8: Tanks on the Move


I saw the tanks myself. Not in a movie. Not on TikTok. With my own eyes.


And I don’t live near a base known for constant movement. This wasn’t normal. This wasn’t practice.


This was mobilization.


My Reality Right Now


We don’t have a fancy bunker. We don’t have a 6-month supply of MREs. We don’t even have enough to fully seal off our windows with state-of-the-art gear. We’re paycheck-to-paycheck, barely. Our “stockpile” is ramen, canned soup, and a little bit of water. It’s ridiculous really.


But we’re doing what we can with what we’ve got.


I’ve been cleaning my house like a mad woman—as if having a clean house when nukes or dirty bombs go off will really mean something, teaching the kids what to do if the power cuts or if sirens go off. Prepping a room in case fallout ever becomes more than just a nightmare scenario in a movie.


And all the while, my stomach’s in knots.


Because deep down, I know it’s all connected. I know this isn’t random. It feels too perfectly timed. Too rehearsed. And if I’ve learned anything from growing up on war stories and survival plans, it’s that when everything starts to move at once, something is coming.


I hope I’m wrong. God, I hope I’m wrong.


But I’ve lost my faith in the people running this world. I believe some of them have sold their souls for power and fame and control. They aren’t just greedy—they’re soulless.Hollow. And every now and then, their mask slips, and we get a glimpse of who they really are.


And none of them care about us.


Not a single one. How much you worship them or hate them doesn’t matter. 


So we sit in our house. Not because we want to, but because we don’t have anywhere else to go. We’ll wait. We’ll watch. We’ll pray.


And if this all turns into nothing—thank God. 🙏🏻


But if the worst happens? If the world truly shifts?


Then I know this: I did what I could with what I had. I protected my kids the best I knew how.


And if it all ends tomorrow, then we’ll wake up with God.


Because I might be tired. I might be sad for my kids and what all they’ve had to go through in their short lives. I might be broke.


But I am ready.



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