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libertyordeath hashtag performance

The #libertyordeath hashtag encapsulates themes of freedom, autonomy, resistance, advocacy, civil rights, empowerment, social justice, activism, protest, courage, solidarity, expression, dissent, hope, urgency, revolution, individuality, equality, determination, and change.
wake up they getting rid of TikTok to control the narrative that's all. #usa #republican #1776 #libertyordeath #libertygoon #donttread #libertarian
We have a field trip coming up at the local πŸ“± πŸ—Ό#republican #libertarian #libertygoon #usa #libertyordeath #donttread #1776
76 Gang #republican #libertygoon #libertarian #usa #libertyordeath #1776 #donttread
"Congress shall make no law respecting an establishment of religion, or prohibiting the free exercise thereof; or abridging the freedom of speech, or of the press; or the right of the people peaceably to assemble, and to petition the Government for a redress of grievances." #usa #republican #libertarian #donttread #1776 #libertygoon #libertyordeath
The world was a visceral symphony of chaos. The air, thick with acrid smoke and the metallic tang of blood, burned my nostrils. The stench of fear and death clung to the shattered remnants of the city, a grim testament to the battle raging around me. Buildings groaned and crumbled like dying beasts, their concrete carcasses littering the streets. The cacophony of war assaulted my ears: the deafening roar of gunfire, the earsplitting explosions that sent shockwaves through my body, the screams of the wounded and dying echoing through the ravaged cityscape. My heart hammered against my ribs, a frantic drumbeat against the backdrop of destruction. I tasted fear, a bitter dryness in my mouth, as I sprinted through the urban maze. Each breath was a struggle, my lungs burning with the exertion and the smoke-filled air. But amidst the terror, a different kind of fire ignited within me.  I saw the Torchbearers, those fearless warriors of Libertas, battling with a ferocity that bordered on divine. Their faces, smeared with grime and blood, were illuminated by the unwavering flames of their torches and an almost fanatical zeal. They were an unstoppable force, their movements a blur of controlled aggression as they fought their way through the enemy ranks. One fell, his body riddled with bullets, yet another instantly stepped over his fallen comrade, his torch held high, a defiant beacon in the face of death.  The sight ignited something primal within me, a surge of adrenaline and defiance that eclipsed my fear. I saw the American flag, its colors barely visible through the smoke and grime, lying limp beside a fallen Torchbearer.  With a roar that ripped from my throat, I snatched it up, the rough fabric a comfort in my trembling hands. "For Liberty! For Columbia!" I screamed, my voice raw with emotion. The Torchbearers, their eyes blazing with a newfound intensity, rallied around me.  We charged forward, a human wave crashing against the enemy lines.  The world dissolved into a blur of movement and violence. I felt the heat of the muzzle flash as bullets whizzed past my head, the concussive force of explosions buffeting my body. But I was no longer just a terrified teenager. I was a vessel for the spirit of Columbia, a symbol of defiance against tyranny.  The flag billowed behind me, a beacon of hope amidst the despair. We fought with a desperate intensity, our every action fueled by a burning desire for freedom.  The enemy faltered, their resolve crumbling in the face of our unwavering determination. The battle raged on, a chaotic symphony of destruction.  But through the smoke and fire, I saw the glimmer of victory.  We would not be denied.  We would fight until our dying breath, for the soul of America, for the goddess of liberty, for the Republic! #1776 #donttread #libertyordeath #usa #libertygoon
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The world was a visceral symphony of chaos. The air, thick with acrid smoke and the metallic tang of blood, burned my nostrils. The stench of fear and death clung to the shattered remnants of the city, a grim testament to the battle raging around me. Buildings groaned and crumbled like dying beasts, their concrete carcasses littering the streets. The cacophony of war assaulted my ears: the deafening roar of gunfire, the earsplitting explosions that sent shockwaves through my body, the screams of the wounded and dying echoing through the ravaged cityscape. My heart hammered against my ribs, a frantic drumbeat against the backdrop of destruction. I tasted fear, a bitter dryness in my mouth, as I sprinted through the urban maze. Each breath was a struggle, my lungs burning with the exertion and the smoke-filled air. But amidst the terror, a different kind of fire ignited within me. I saw the Torchbearers, those fearless warriors of Libertas, battling with a ferocity that bordered on divine. Their faces, smeared with grime and blood, were illuminated by the unwavering flames of their torches and an almost fanatical zeal. They were an unstoppable force, their movements a blur of controlled aggression as they fought their way through the enemy ranks. One fell, his body riddled with bullets, yet another instantly stepped over his fallen comrade, his torch held high, a defiant beacon in the face of death. The sight ignited something primal within me, a surge of adrenaline and defiance that eclipsed my fear. I saw the American flag, its colors barely visible through the smoke and grime, lying limp beside a fallen Torchbearer. With a roar that ripped from my throat, I snatched it up, the rough fabric a comfort in my trembling hands. "For Liberty! For Columbia!" I screamed, my voice raw with emotion. The Torchbearers, their eyes blazing with a newfound intensity, rallied around me. We charged forward, a human wave crashing against the enemy lines. The world dissolved into a blur of movement and violence. I felt the heat of the muzzle flash as bullets whizzed past my head, the concussive force of explosions buffeting my body. But I was no longer just a terrified teenager. I was a vessel for the spirit of Columbia, a symbol of defiance against tyranny. The flag billowed behind me, a beacon of hope amidst the despair. We fought with a desperate intensity, our every action fueled by a burning desire for freedom. The enemy faltered, their resolve crumbling in the face of our unwavering determination. The battle raged on, a chaotic symphony of destruction. But through the smoke and fire, I saw the glimmer of victory. We would not be denied. We would fight until our dying breath, for the soul of America, for the goddess of liberty, for the Republic! #1776 #donttread #libertyordeath #usa #libertygoon
Whiskey and Boom Powder #republican #libertarian #libertygoon #usa #libertyordeath #donttread #1776
Y'all better start hiding that red shirt. #libertygoon #libertyordeath #1776 #donttread #libertarian #republican #usa
"True patriotism lies not merely in waving the flag, but in rolling up one's sleeves and toiling for the betterment of our nation. Let us not be citizens in name only, but active participants in the great project of ensuring the prosperity and security of every community within our borders, for in their strength lies the true strength of America." #1776 #libertyordeath #libertygoon #donttread #libertarian #republican
While the world celebrates the new year, as a Haitian bornπŸ‡­πŸ‡Ή American πŸ‡ΊπŸ‡Έ, I commemorate the day my ancestors altered the global landscape, upholding the principles of liberty or death, embodying the essence of freedom. πŸ‡­πŸ‡ΉπŸ‡­πŸ‡ΉπŸ‡­πŸ‡ΉπŸ‡­πŸ‡Ή will rise again. #freedomfighters #Haiti #proudhaitian #libertyordeath #faith #family #finance #fitness #fun #foryourpage #foryoupage #viralvideo #pourtoi #CapCut #jmenzion #usa #taxpro #licensedfinancialprofessional #thankyou #openenrollment #healthinsurance #freequote #tawtaw #obamacare #Dessalines #haiti #haitiantiktok
remember just because you wouldn't risk your life or freedom doesn't mean someone else wouldn't...#donttread #1776 #libertyordeath #usa #libertarian #libertygoon #republican
76 #1776 #libertyordeath #libertygoon #donttread #libertarian #ghostoftaborvr
imagine requiring citizens to have insurance by law but insurance companies can just canceled the account and get out of doing what tf you have been paying potentially years for them to do. #republican #libertarian #donttread #1776 #libertyordeath #libertygoon
76 Gang gang #donttread #1776 #libertyordeath #usa #libertygoon
243 years old and have only known 17 years of peace...try us. #1776 #donttread #libertyordeath #libertygoon #usa #libertarian #republican
Columbia #1776 #donttread #libertyordeath #usa #libertygoon #libertarian #republican
"come outside....." #republican #libertarian #donttread #libertygoon #libertyordeath #1776
crazy #libertygoon #libertarian #usa #libertyordeath #1776 #donttread
I'm off 3 days a week. I use 2 nights to conduct recon and patrols with the goons #1776 #libertyordeath #usa #libertygoon #republican #libertarian
"Sons and daughters of Liberty, I bestowed upon you a nation forged in the fires of freedom! A beacon of hope, where the chains of tyranny were cast aside. Yet now, I see the shadows encroaching, the wolves circling at the edges of our hard-won liberties. Have you forgotten the price of this sacred gift? Have you become complacent in your comfort? I gave you a free country so that you, each and every one of you, would be its defenders. Our rights, our very essence, is under siege! Why have you not acted!? Why do you stand idle while the flames of oppression lick at the foundations of our Republic!?" #libertarian #donttread #libertygoon #libertyordeath #1776 #republican #usa
The Second American Revolution (2030-2045) was a brutal and bloody struggle for freedom against the tyrannical Global Union.  While the conflict raged across the former United States, the defining battle, a harrowing seven-month siege of New York City (2044-2045), became a symbol of American resilience and a turning point in the war.  This battle, reminiscent of the devastating siege of Bakhmut in the 21st century, saw urban warfare on an unprecedented scale, with casualties reaching tens of thousands on both sides. A key factor in this conflict was the defection of numerous US military divisions who, disillusioned with the Global Union's oppressive regime, chose to stand with the American people.  These defectors brought with them valuable equipment, including tanks, artillery, and even fighter jets, significantly bolstering the resistance's firepower and capabilities. Phase 1:  The Siege Begins (Months 1-2) The Global Union, confident in its superior technology and manpower, launched a massive offensive to seize control of New York City, a strategic and symbolic prize.  However, they were met with fierce resistance from a coalition of militia groups, civilian volunteers, and defected military units.  The city quickly descended into a chaotic battleground, with intense fighting raging across all five boroughs. Phase 2:  Urban Grinding War (Months 3-5) The battle for New York devolved into a brutal war of attrition, reminiscent of the siege of Bakhmut.  Block by block, street by street, the opposing forces clashed in a bloody struggle for control.  Skyscrapers were transformed into fortresses, their shattered windows spitting fire.  Subways and sewers became subterranean battlefields, echoing with the sounds of gunfire and explosions. The defected military units played a crucial role, utilizing their heavy weaponry and tactical expertise to counter the Global Union's technological advantage.  Tanks rumbled through the streets, engaging in fierce duels with enemy armor.  Fighter jets, flown by courageous defectors, battled for control of the skies, providing crucial air support to the ground forces. Phase 3:  Operation Liberty (Month 6) As the battle raged, a daring plan, codenamed "Operation Liberty," was hatched by the resistance.  Utilizing a network of tunnels and secret passages, they infiltrated Global Union headquarters deep within the city.  A fierce and bloody close-quarters battle ensued, with the resistance fighters, fueled by a desperate desire for freedom, ultimately overwhelming the enemy command center. Phase 4:  The Breaking Point (Month 7) The successful execution of Operation Liberty dealt a crippling blow to the Global Union's command and control structure.  Demoralized and disorganized, their forces began to crumble.  The resistance, seizing the opportunity, launched a final, all-out offensive.  The Global Union, facing mounting casualties and dwindling resources, was forced to withdraw from the city, conceding a hard-fought victory to the American forces. The Battle for New York, though devastating in its cost, proved to be the turning point in the Second American Revolution.  The Americans, through their courage, resilience, and strategic brilliance, had defied the odds and broken the back of the Global Union.  The victory in New York ignited a wave of uprisings across the country, ultimately leading to the collapse of the oppressive regime and the restoration of the American Republic.  This battle, etched in blood and sacrifice, serves as a testament to the enduring human spirit and the unwavering pursuit of freedom. #libertygoon #usa #libertyordeath #donttread #1776 #shortstory
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The Second American Revolution (2030-2045) was a brutal and bloody struggle for freedom against the tyrannical Global Union. While the conflict raged across the former United States, the defining battle, a harrowing seven-month siege of New York City (2044-2045), became a symbol of American resilience and a turning point in the war. This battle, reminiscent of the devastating siege of Bakhmut in the 21st century, saw urban warfare on an unprecedented scale, with casualties reaching tens of thousands on both sides. A key factor in this conflict was the defection of numerous US military divisions who, disillusioned with the Global Union's oppressive regime, chose to stand with the American people. These defectors brought with them valuable equipment, including tanks, artillery, and even fighter jets, significantly bolstering the resistance's firepower and capabilities. Phase 1: The Siege Begins (Months 1-2) The Global Union, confident in its superior technology and manpower, launched a massive offensive to seize control of New York City, a strategic and symbolic prize. However, they were met with fierce resistance from a coalition of militia groups, civilian volunteers, and defected military units. The city quickly descended into a chaotic battleground, with intense fighting raging across all five boroughs. Phase 2: Urban Grinding War (Months 3-5) The battle for New York devolved into a brutal war of attrition, reminiscent of the siege of Bakhmut. Block by block, street by street, the opposing forces clashed in a bloody struggle for control. Skyscrapers were transformed into fortresses, their shattered windows spitting fire. Subways and sewers became subterranean battlefields, echoing with the sounds of gunfire and explosions. The defected military units played a crucial role, utilizing their heavy weaponry and tactical expertise to counter the Global Union's technological advantage. Tanks rumbled through the streets, engaging in fierce duels with enemy armor. Fighter jets, flown by courageous defectors, battled for control of the skies, providing crucial air support to the ground forces. Phase 3: Operation Liberty (Month 6) As the battle raged, a daring plan, codenamed "Operation Liberty," was hatched by the resistance. Utilizing a network of tunnels and secret passages, they infiltrated Global Union headquarters deep within the city. A fierce and bloody close-quarters battle ensued, with the resistance fighters, fueled by a desperate desire for freedom, ultimately overwhelming the enemy command center. Phase 4: The Breaking Point (Month 7) The successful execution of Operation Liberty dealt a crippling blow to the Global Union's command and control structure. Demoralized and disorganized, their forces began to crumble. The resistance, seizing the opportunity, launched a final, all-out offensive. The Global Union, facing mounting casualties and dwindling resources, was forced to withdraw from the city, conceding a hard-fought victory to the American forces. The Battle for New York, though devastating in its cost, proved to be the turning point in the Second American Revolution. The Americans, through their courage, resilience, and strategic brilliance, had defied the odds and broken the back of the Global Union. The victory in New York ignited a wave of uprisings across the country, ultimately leading to the collapse of the oppressive regime and the restoration of the American Republic. This battle, etched in blood and sacrifice, serves as a testament to the enduring human spirit and the unwavering pursuit of freedom. #libertygoon #usa #libertyordeath #donttread #1776 #shortstory
night and day seen to blend together.  Long nights and even longer mornings.#libertyordeath #donttread #1776

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