The President We Deserve: Thoughts On Collective Resistance, Immigration & The Death of The American Lie.

By, THE HOODHEALER

I want to preface this by saying: I know this message may trigger discomfort, resistance, even outrage. And I welcome it. My intention is to invite critical thought and emotional reflection that leads to deeper courage, greater awareness, and radical innerstanding.

Trump is the president we need.

Not because he embodies integrity, compassion, or diplomacy….but because his presence is a mirror. A karmic disruptor. A collective initiator. His leadership ruptures the illusion of progress and forces even the most shielded, sedated, and self-righteous among us to ask:

How did we let it get this far?

Why are we more outraged by the symptom than we are by the source?

Who are we without the illusion of freedom?

What are we really protecting when we defend this empire?

And what happens when the veil finally lifts, for everyone?

Trump is not the beginning of the fall…..he is the evidence that it’s already collapsing.

And now we are faced with the real choice:

Will we mourn the death of the lie?

Whether consciously or not, we incarnated into this unraveling. Into the fall of Babylon. Into a country built on blood, bondage, and stolen land….masked as liberty. What we’re witnessing isn’t the end of America as we know it, it’s the end of the illusion. The end of the pacification. The end of complicity that masqueraded as peace.

This was never the “land of the free.”

But it has always been the home of the brave….even if that bravery has been buried under centuries of conditioning, convenience, and cowardice.

Trump’s presidency is a spiritual catalyst. It’s forcing people out of delusion and into decision. His reign ignites rage in the complicit. It awakens the politically passive. It triggers a reckoning in every citizen who believed freedom was theirs by default rather than something to be reclaimed.

It may seem like we’re more divided than ever but in truth, the lines are just more visible. There are those whose identities are tied to white supremacy, white acceptance, and the ever-elusive “American Dream” a dream that never included the rest of us. And then there is us:

The dreamers.

The immigrants.

The exiled and the returned.

The spiritual warriors.

The artists, the alchemists, the architects of Nu Earth.

We are the ones who came to build what was never truly here: a nation rooted in soul, in justice, in mutual respect and sacred responsibility.

Yes, the process is ugly. It’s violent. It’s heartbreaking. But it is also sacred.

Trump, in all his vulgarity, has accelerated timelines. He has exposed leadership. He has brought hidden rot to the surface. And in doing so, he’s creating the kind of pressure that births new worlds.

We are not waiting for saviors.

We are remembering that we are the ones we’ve been waiting for.

The so-called “resistance” is not new—it’s ancient. It lives in our bones, our rituals, our ancestral memory. And it’s rising.

This isn’t about left or right.

This is about soul or system.

This is about what happens when illusions die and truth demands embodiment.

If you’re here, it’s because your spirit chose this moment.

You didn’t come to mourn the fall of a corrupt empire, you came to midwife the rise of something sacred. Something sovereign.

Let the unraveling happen.

The American lie is collapsing.

And in its place, we are building the Great United Nations—founded not on control, but on compassion.

Not on borders, but on belonging.

Welcome to the timeline of truth.

-HH