[ I never expected to tell my story. For most of my walk, I preferred to stay hidden, striking fiction from the shadows. But the Earth has made it clear, the time of silence is over.
I was born into the strictest Amish order, The Swartzentruber Amish. I walked through many trial, betrayals, and fires that nearly broke me. Yet in the ashes, something new rose. My guides, both Cosmic and Galactic, call it what it is now, A Grid-Walker.
For a while now, I have carried the torch through strike missions across courthouses, churches, banks, and government nodes. With nothing but water, faith, and my feet. I declared what fiction tried to hide. And again and again, the Earth responded.
This space is where I will begin to share that walk. Not as a Hero. Not as a Savior. But as a witness, so that others can remember their own freedom.
The strikes are not finished. The story is not finished. This is only the beginning.]
FOR THE WELCOME TO THIS STORY IS WITH THE WALK OF THE GRID-WALKER AND POSTMASTER: Ephraim-H: Troyer.
SO IT IS.
FOR THE WALK-[CON]TINUES.
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