We're Not Losing God—We're Losing the Lie Part Five: The Reckoning — This Is Where the Silence Ends
By Will Blaze, Ana Lytical, Artie Phischel & Al Gorithm
This is Part 5 of a 5-part series calling out the weaponization of faith, the hijacking of truth, and the illusion of moral authority in America. Each piece builds toward a spiritual reckoning and a refusal to stay silent.
Inspired by Ben Stein's viral commentary and everything it represents, this series doesn't pull punches. It speaks from the soul. Read them all or just one—just don't stay quiet.
There comes a moment when silence becomes betrayal.
I've hit that moment.
I'm done being polite while watching fascists wrap themselves in flags and crosses. I'm done watching the name of God used like a branding iron. I'm done pretending this is just politics.
Because it's not. It's spiritual warfare—not in the evangelical cosplay sense, but in the soul's battle for truth, justice, and human fucking decency.
This began with a Ben Stein post—a washed-up morality lecture disguised as mourning. A sermon for the privileged who miss the days when they didn't have to listen to the rest of us.
But it never stopped there.
That post was the smokescreen. The propaganda. The guilt trip.
And under that smoke, the empire made its move.
Trump came back. Vance stood beside him. They pardoned traitors. Gutted the government. Bent the system to serve billionaires like Elon Musk. Wrapped their power in scripture. And then told us it was the will of God.
It's not.
Let me tell you what this really is.
This is a desperate regime trying to silence a generation that has seen through the mask. This is a dying ideology weaponizing religion, race, and fear to cling to relevance. This is the old guard clenching its fists while the future refuses to kneel.
And they want us quiet.
They want us to pray quietly. Protest politely. Die peacefully.
Not anymore.
This is not the part where I beg for hope.
This is the part where I become it.
Because hope isn't soft. It isn't blind. And it sure as hell isn't silent.
Hope is the fire that says: I still believe in truth. Hope is the voice that says: God isn't gone—He's just not yours to weaponize anymore. Hope is the hand that reaches out to the broken while flipping the bird to the corrupt.
So to Ben Stein. To Trump. To every Bible-thumping opportunist preaching fear and calling it faith—
You don't speak for God. You never did.
You speak for power. For comfort. For control.
But God? God speaks through the ones you tried to silence. God moves in the ones you locked up. God breathes through truth. Through justice. Through the ones who rise after being told to sit down.
This is where the silence ends.
You don't have to believe what I believe. You don't have to pray like I pray. But I will never again bite my tongue while the powerful crucify the truth and call it patriotism.
You wanted a culture war?
Fine.
But we're not fighting for a return to power.
We're fighting for something far more dangerous:
A future where love is louder than lies. Where truth survives the propaganda. And where God is no longer chained to your throne.
That future starts now.
That reckoning is here.