[ WP ] You are a 'conspiracy theorist ' and you 're onto something big . The only thing is , the government knows . Why would n't they ? You 've already received an ambiguous threat on you and your families life . The question is , do you expose the truth ?

I've seen it all. 
 
 The signs, the secrets behind the words, the men pulling the strings, the faces behind the masks - I've seen it all. 
 
 And I know it all. 
 
 Two years ago, everything was so simple. I can recall a sweet, peaceful vacation where all that mattered was the wind blowing through the leaves, or the splashing of my little angel's feet making ripples in a nearby pond. I can recall us all laying back facing the sun on the beach, laughing about yesterday, planning for tomorrow. We all faced the light yet our eyes were closed. I can recall opening my eyes. 
 
 Sometimes I wish, perhaps, I had n't. 
 
 I wish I could have kept enjoying the spoils of the world with my eyes closed, but no. No, I had to open my eyes, to remove the veil and see that which threatened to harm all that I held dear. 
 
 Sometimes, I regret finding the truth. While my darling daughter runs and gleefully screams, and yet my eyes are glued to a dimly-lit screen; while my wife seeks my affection and consideration, and yet I must search for the confidential and the terrible. 
 
 This is not, however, an apology for my transgressions, rather a memoir and a warning. For, since this day, two weeks ago, I have been threatened and tortured - through suspense and hidden threats - by the government of these United States. I am being warned in that two weeks and one day ago, I happened to connect the dots and discovered the largest and most elaborate conspiracy this world may have ever known. 
 
 I will not tell you what I found, for then, I am sure, this document will become mysteriously lost alongside myself. 
 
 I can tell you what they've done, though. 
 
 As mentioned before, my silent torment began two weeks ago. I was crouching by my front-left window, pulling some weeds from my garden, when a flash of movement caught my eye. 
 
 I should tell you that I was, of course, on edge, given that I had just a day ago discovered a most terrible truth. 
 
 I snapped my neck over to see what was happening when I saw it - of the four petunias I had planted just a moment ago, only three remained. 
 
 I was flabbergasted! Quickly, my adept mind put together the pieces of evidence - four flowers, one taken, flash of movement - and found that there was only one discernible conclusion to be drawn: this was a blatant threat on my life. 
 
 For, you see, four was the number of people in my family, including the dog. And by taking just one of these flowers, it was meant to say that I would be plucked, as it were, from my own homestead! 
 
 I was worried, but still about to post my conclusions on my blog, when that night, right as I was about to post, a branch from a tree outside scraped my window in one motion. 
 
 Again, I was flabbergasted! Even more so, perhaps, this time! 
 
 For, this tree had never even come near to scratching my window before, as far as I know, and this one lengthy, loud scratch must have meant that the consequences for posting would be lengthy and... well, not loud per se, but **TERRIBLE**!!! 
 
 I closed my blog for the night without posting the truth for the first time in my life. 
 
 Throughout that week, whenever I even *considered* posting my findings, something would warn me against it again. 
 
 And then, just a week ago today, something so terrible, so atrocious, so downright disrespectful happened that I was truly, and utterly *flabbergasted*. 
 
 MY daughter, the sweet and lovely little girl that I had raised **FELL** right off of her cute little scooter. 
 
 I knew, now, that this was not just a threat on me, but that this was a threat on my *family*. 
 
 I could not post after that. 
 
 So, to all reading this today, I must apologize. 
 
 Not for uncovering truths in the past, nor for opening my eyes to the real world, but in that I must close down my blog **forever**. 
 
 I thank all of you for your past patronage of BRETTRUTH.com, and I wish, with all of my heart, that I could share with you the elaborate conspiracy I have found. 
 
 But when I look into the crying eyes of my daughter, when I look at the **horrendous** boo-boo that was given to her because of MY actions, I know that I must not share any more of what I know. 
 
 Do not close your eyes, though, readers. For though it may often hurt to look at the light, it is better than to be in the dark. 
 
 Farewell, and good searching, friends. 
 
 This is Brett Ruth signing off, for the last time.
