COMING SOON. Over the next few weeks I'll share the podcasts for my newest book. This book is a roaring cry for liberty that opens with a scene of two men talking around a campfire. The world has fallen into the hands of tyrants. Defectors are on the run. But there is still a spark of hope that spreads from town to town. Welcome to Defector's Manifesto. craigscunningham.com

And in this nature is true power. Power that requires no lanyard, no clipboard, no narrative. For the truth is its own thing and needs no narrative to uphold it.

And this church that rattled empires from beneath the surface of the earth was growing stronger, more invisible, more lethal to the darkness. craigscunningham.com

This is the war. Not a war of guns and bombs, but a war to hold what is true and keep it from disintegrating into nothingness, nihilism, the vacancy, the void that God crushed with a word. craigscunningham.com

It costs nothing to take the flamethrower that is handed to you and burn the world flat, burn the mind flat, burn freedom flat. But the truth costs you everything. craigscunningham.com

The ruler speaks, but no one is listening. craigscunningham.com

The crown. It belonged to him. He would do anything for it. The world needed him. He could be the hero who saved humanity from itself, the course corrector, the re-writer of history. His name would be in song books for a million years. Mothers would sing their children to sleep with tales of his reign. The king who killed the oppressors. No one else had suffered as he had suffered, and therefore no one could reign as he could reign. craigscunningham.com

We wish for there to be a hero. A man at the right place at the right time who isn’t afraid of monsters–who knows what they are and how they must be crushed with severity. But tonight there is no hero. They’ve all moved someplace else. Now it is just monsters and nice people. craigscunningham.com

If you stand, the game is over. craigscunningham.com

Ask yourself this: why do they want him to move? craigscunningham.com