Is this really fiction, this world that Wii share, the ones that see the truth and fight to destroy the plans they dare? The leaders & controllers, liars & the thieves, who stands up to fight Wii see?
JUL 10, 2025
In the fantasy tale of Wub and Wibblry, the hero is at war with much of society. A silent war against the lies, no matter if he wins, he tries. There is no glory for the loser, but the fight against abusers must go on.
When I was young and crippled, weak in body and pride, I pulled a shotgun from the closet and loaded it as I opened up the bedroom door and look the giant in the eyes. A tiny figure, just a teen, broken back, and never mean, cocked the shotgun as it closed and told the man: “Let her go!”
His eyes wide open in that head that looked like Lurch from the Adam’s Family would normally have made Darby shake, but he had the gun and would not quake. He then released my mother’s throat and eyes wide open, afraid of firearms, left out the front door just feet away, where he was dragging out my mother to beat her up that night. At 15, I became a man who would defend his mother and clan, but soon found out the cops would come and take the shotgun. Yes, the giant drunk went to the cops and told them I had pulled a gun on him, perhaps neglecting to include that his hand was around my mother’s neck. At 6’5” and 270 pounds, he had a reputation for being the most brutal bar bouncer for the five counties around the bars he worked. Stanley Otis Burley was a good Christian man when he was not drinking, but the demons came out through him when alcohol appeared, and he turned into an evil man who knew no bounds, it seemed.
From my childhood of being beaten by the bullies who thought picking on the crippled was an easy way to have fun. As a pacifist, I turned my back to find that it did not end the attacks. The other kids laughed as I was hit, teased, and picked on in front of them, which made it difficult for me to make friends. Yet, no one seemed to see the pain or understand the home where they held it against us that my dad was in Vietnam. Who stands up for the underdogs when the bullies beat them and laugh all along? I promised then, when I was young, to be that person who stands up. I will defend the weak and old, the children who are victimized.
I will speak out and try to help the people who deserve a chance. While some insist they suffer because of the choices that they make each day and night, drugs or alcohol are the reason for their desperate plights. No one can save them until they choose to live their life more right and truthfully, helping others, doing good for all, and not fighting. Each must choose their path, but some deserve a chance to fight and escape the traps of childhood, their families, or the blight of society that uses them and destroys all of their rights.
Once I grew up and fought the battles, saving those I could, I often found that I was forced to move on as I should, until I discovered a place where what could be done would be shown one day, when the world finds the reasons and people break away.
The victims of those who have no heart need us to stand up for them, to stop human trafficking, to start, and finish by giving freedom to those whose lives were torn apart. Take the wealth, the homes, the life that traffickers create with the profits from the deeds they do, as well as all the banks that hold the money for the crimes against humanity. Yes, they are part of what goes on and help move money all around so that the drugs and humans can be trafficked and get paid, with interest and profits made on the evils humans crave. Stop the banks that have a hand in helping deal the drugs, and when the bad guys get caught and expose how their business grows, that includes the banks, who also know.
I am one of the few veterans still alive after Vietnam who still believe and fight for what I grew up thinking was worthwhile. Honor, truth, and from what I see, the path to peace that God will bring to us soon as Wii see the World Union of Beings join to stop this evil thing that seeks to dominate the world and then run everything without the right or authority that Wii the people will agree to grant them next. They want control of everything, from money, food, and where you live. There appear to be some individuals who believe they have the right to make the rules. Do they apply to all who live upon the planet that you give to them?
When do Wii stand up and say that’s enough, then put them away? It appears like never every day, “No Epstein list, just a mistake ya all!” That is the DOJ call? Wii, the people of the world, who can see beyond the curtain they are pulling over everyone’s eyes, that does not have any sense of reality or time. Who would have ever thought this was the best con in disguise, except for those now watching, who knew these were just puppets every time?
So the story will be told, and some may think this move is bold, but why not let the public hold the truth within their hands, and they can then decide which side should win this battle in the end? At 70, I have nothing to hide, and I certainly have earned my pride in the battles I have fought and won. I reside in Salvage, Texas.
Here, I defend and fight with pride as the evil forces seek to throw Mii out of the Ashram where I reside. The attacks are relentless and full of lies, which I could ignore and let go on, but I despise the evil people not getting punished and buying out with lies, non-disclosure agreements, and other ways to hide the bloody truths.
This evil entity I fight is a fantasy to those who read this night. But the truth is cold, their actions bold, and the nightmare they are trying to use to form reality is the one that I have fought against, because I genuinely believe it is our duty not just to perceive evil, but an obligation to confront and overcome it. Who will do it if Wii don’t? The strong and able are the only ones, and I have spent my life becoming that force that can do more than stand on the sidelines in old age and be a victim forever.
Thus the story unfolds, a fantasy about a character like Mii named Darby in another world where fantasy meets ideology to become a means of starting and growing a new community, rooted in the truth in the hearts of those who want to trust and live in peace forever. Century after century, life after life, the joy of living to avenge the wrongs and make them right is a ritual for Warriors of the Light. Join Mii in my destiny as I continue now to write and tell the story of the boy that grew into a sight that the evil forces never wanted to battle in a fair fight.
No matter the reason for social distancing, it has been good to have the years to practice, to grow, to become the force you see that will glow and burn away the blackness in the eyes and hearts of those that know that I fight for God and Goodness. I do not fear, with no regard for Mii, as Wii must move on for our Spirits to be freed once our mission is accomplished and our life is lived fully. I came to die defending Earth and the many that I see who can not stand and fight this ever-growing beast that has finally exposed what Wii need to put the Demons down. Ready? It’s about game on time for the defenders of the elderly, the children, and those who need to be set free.
Make your day incredible by honoring your body, the gift of life, and keep it strong for the day you will need it, perhaps as long as I have waited for as my best years yet, the ones I came and spent a life preparing for begins at 70, the battles have just begun. Do not wait for the battles to train in life. Be strong of character, Spirit, and know how to move the energy of our planet and God through you for the mission you came to live in life. Kudos to you who have your eyes open and are defending the weak, elderly, and young. Stay strong. Let us do this at home and stop harassing other countries on the far side of the world. Stop letting the USA support killing the innocent, the elderly, and the young who can not defend themselves. Stop the madness by standing up and speaking out.
