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[–] 7 pts

I tuck my kids in bed every night and say prayers with them knowing that each time we do it might be the last peaceful evening we ever share.

Amen. Raising a daughter in a world on the edge of societal break down fills me with existential dread.

I know our souls are iin God’s hands, but our assess are still stuck here in the meantime.

[–] 1 pt

I'm raising my boys to be there for her. They'll be red pilled, know martial arts, know guns, do archery, fish and most importantly, read.

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Neo-paganism is kikery.

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Odd. I get sad in those situations, thinking on my cowardice and inaction, and the Weimerica they will be left in.

I prefer peace. But if trouble must come, let it come in my time, so that my children can live in peace.

[–] 2 pts

I feel this way so often it hurts. It's hard to tell sometimes who is starting the regular-ole political conversations because they think these ways of being are relevant still, or because they just want something to feel normal (going through the motions). I hear some of the same, tired political banter today, and part of me wants to ask: "What fucking world are you living in now?"

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I've really been having to keep myself in check lately. People watch some pundits talk on the TV and get angry and respond. They want me to jump in with them, but it's like you just see how transparent and fake it all is

I don't thiink there will be a dramatic culmination (tho who knows with the major chimpout impending after Chauvin goes completely free as he should). But it's all become so tiring I just can't stand to go through the motions anymore even to appease good friends