As I stepped onto the dark path, shadows clinging to my feet, I soon noticed another set of footprints beside mine. A chill curled up my spine — The Beast was near.

Next I awoke, battered and broken, lost in a silence so thick it smothered thought. Suffocating in the rancid stench of decaying hope, through a flicker of dim light, I saw only one set of footprints. For a heartbeat, hope stirred — had I escaped The Beast? Had I been saved?

Then the growl came, low and cruel: “You dared set foot in my realm. When you tried to go back, I dragged you down.”

The Beast is Real
It thrives on despair and inhumanity— laughing as families are torn apart by mass incarceration and deportation.
It pursues grinding misery — grinning as the rising cost of living crushes the breath from working people.
It targets foundations — with its horns, it charges against the institutions of healthcare, science, education, media, justice and the Constitution.
It smiles on pain — tearing security apart, ripping away healthcare, pensions, and social security.
It crushes liberty — its hooves stomp across your freedom to love, to live authentically, to simply exist as you are.
It suffocates the pursuit of happiness — devouring your values, your dreams, your future.
It’s malevolent, twisted, shriveled heart organ — pumps division and hatred, the lifeblood of The Beast.
It thrives on cowardice — as elected officials hiding under covers do nothing while The Beast grows stronger.
It cuddles tyranny — embracing Putin, Kim Jong Un — and spits in the face of long- standing allies, mocking values that once held us together.
It creates chaos, lies and destruction — then turns the military against peaceful protestors, turning your peaceful appeal for justice into incarceration.
It revels in war— with the stench of bombs falling from skies that no longer care, stoking the flames of global conflict – the Doomsday Clock with just 89 seconds left before time ends.

The Beast Only Survives If You Feed It
It doesnʼt want you to know — it needs your money to survive and flourish, and grows stronger with every dollar you surrender.
It feeds on your silence and apathy — when you turn your back, it strength grows as it talons rip through your future.
It prospers in darkness — in the forest of consumer options, it needs your apathy and confusion to keep you in the dark.

But Thereʼs a Light in the Darkness
The Lantern burns bright—a beacon, protecting you, guiding you, and your money, away from the Beast, to your friends and family.

The Lantern is your ally—protecting your money, your values, your future.

The Lantern is your friend— guiding you to your friends, family and community, because your money deserves better friends than The Beast and itʼs friends.

Now You Have the Power

Follow The Lantern, Feed Your Values, Starve The Beast.