A dust collecting barge circling the globe is not the most exciting life. And, when I say “circling the globe”, I don’t mean chugging down Amsterdam canals one week and slogging down Bangkok Klongs the next. I mean orbiting the globe.
Dealing with circumplanetary dust – comet dust, asteroidal dust, interstellar dust, floating paint chips, and the like–is my business. I’m the street sweeper of cosmic dust. I leave the large objects, the meteoroids and minimoons, for others.
At last count there are about 35,000 pieces of debris and over 12,000 satellites in orbit around the earth. And, despite requirements for satellite deorbit and disposal, the junk continues to escalate.
And, when I say “my business” I mean my punishment. I was exiled by a group I call MASK – Massive Administrative State KGB. MASK is a conglomeration of bureaucrats under principalities and powers.
MASK insurrectionists took over on November 3rd, 2020. That was the day democracy was denied There were no lawful elections held after that day. The Committee for Democracy Security comprised of big tech, big pharma, and White House personnel made sure of that.
In the year following the November 3rd insurrection, MASK instituted the Four Vexations Campaign. The four vexations -the unvaxxed, climate change deniers, Christians, and cosmic dust – are said by MASK to severely threaten public health
I was exiled into space because I vexed MASK all four ways. I was never willing to be vaxxed, so I became an outcast. I refused to pay the fine for not owning an EV, so I became a climate change criminal. I inaugurated the worldwide Christ the King Day, so I was charged with sedition, and by default, I am cosmic dust.
Delores, my wife, turned me in to MASK agents at Krocer’s. I just happened to sneak into the store without a mask. I was in aisle five looking for taco sauce. As I surmised later, masked Delores was in the produce department flirting with the masked produce guy Joey.
Joey touted the latest store promotion to Delores: “Turn in the unvaxxed and receive a month’s food ration from Krocer’s and five credit score points”.
So, Delores received a month’s food ration at MASK-approved Krocer’s after serving me up. How would you like to learn that after forty years of marriage you are worth thirty days of food? Our marriage was banished to the dust bin of history.
Now, when I say “my wife turned me in” I mean she was not alone. When I refused vaccinations, a criminal risk assessment algorithm used my social credit score to determine the likelihood that I would be a repeat unvaxxer. On International COVID Justice Day I was pronounced “Guilty of Non-compliance with Rules 7 & 8 of the COVID Justice Code”. I was sentenced to orbit the earth until I vaxx or die.
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“Collection One to Base Two. Collection One to Base Two. I’m ready to dump this load.”
“Copy Collection One. Atmos7 will approach at 1300 hours SCET.”
“Copy Digitilissimo.”
The Base Two commander doesn’t like it when I call her Digitilissimo. She has made herself known to me in no uncertain terms: “I am a Latina. I am a woman of color, I am a mom, I am a cisgender millennial who’s been diagnosed with generalized anxiety disorder,” . . . “I am intersectional, but my existence is not a box-checking exercise.”
This woman is not qualified to run anything but she checks the boxes for her MASK bosses. That explains her “generalized anxiety disorder”.
Why the nickname Digitilissimo? The woman is no longer human. She has vaccine-delivered nano circuitry up the wazoo. I have her IP address.
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My dust barge Collection One is fitted with a huge microbe tank. There is a large intake/dump valve at one end. Inside the tank – genetically-edited dust eating microbes. When they eat their fill of cosmic dust particles, they poop out pellets. The pellets are then extruded into bars and then loaded onto disposal ships like Atmos 7.
Disposal ships take the cosmic debris a half a parsec or so away from our solar system. Then they shoot the load off toward the black hole Pōwehi, where it will be added into a swirl of dust, stars, gas, and visible light that circles the edge of the hole before being sucked inside.
For my grandkids who may someday hear this recording, the name Pōwehi or “embellished dark source of unending creation” came from an ancient Hawai’ian chant called Kumulipo or source of darkness. The chant describes the creation of the universe. Pōwehi is roughly 54 million light-years away from my dust trawler
Grandkids. How many now?
I hear nothing from anyone. I didn’t take Alphonse with me into space. Bringing a parrot into space would, of course, be a first. Imagine the mess! Sadly, MASK agents reprogrammed my parrot during my solitary confinement at Base Ten. Alphonse now repeats “Wear a mask” and “Get the jab”. There is another parrot on board.
The ship’s intercom repeats over and over again “Your individual choice affects everyone. Give up your individual rights and freedom for the greater good! Conform!”
The loop is part of the reprogramming technique used by the party. What party, you ask? The CCP – Committee for Conformity of Practice. The endless droning narrative is meant to “instill” into the subconscious a desire for behavioral change – submission to the CCP. So, I put on my unplugged headphones to block the blather. Another technique is isolation.
Beaglegeuse, my dog and right hand, I had to leave behind. MASK is now training him to sniff out the unvaccinated. I also had to resign my position in the Society for Acronym Suppression and Extinction. That’s S -A -S -E for the acronym dependent.
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Spending a year in microgravity, circling the Earth constantly at nearly 8km/s, really does change a person, not that I needed changing.
I am now over 6 feet tall. I am 3% taller than my earth height because my spinal disks are no longer compressed by gravity. My heart rate has increased to maintain blood pressure compensating for the 20% decrease in the volume of blood in my body. And, because I no longer need to fight gravity my muscles atrophy and osteoporosis will also occur.
Since I’m moving faster than my twin on earth, I will be younger than Emmett if I ever return to earth. That’s according to special relativity. According to MASK special relativity, Emmett may be in orbit trawling for dust soon. Last I heard, he was detained by MASK agents in a 7/Eleven. He was buying a roll of Lifesavers without wearing a mask.
There are things unchangeable about me. But now, in whirling exile, the unchangeable me is reached only by recall: I am rain in the forest – effervescent, beading, dripping onto the trail. I am wind that shakes the leaves into shivers. I am bursting cracking thunder. I am torrent, rippling, babbling, tranquil water. I am field of sunbathing sunflowers. I am blade of grass. I am dust and I am resistance in mega-ohms.
No, I am not a tree-hugging soy boy softie. If I was, I wouldn’t be floating in a hunk of metal sweeping up the long-decayed cometary trails and the remains of digital communication satellite collisions.
I don’t miss the digital world one bit. I hate logging in. I hate usernames, passwords, two-pass authentications. I hate network errors. I hate needing security software, firewalls, and VPNS. I hate the whole 64-bit process. I prefer paper and conversations and meeting actual people.
I hate streaming media. I hate the utter annoyance of commercials and clichés. I do miss Mystery Science Theater, however. I asked MASK for a regular MST broadcast but MASK took it personally and said “NO!”.
Anyway, I hate viewing life through a screen – authentication error! I hate digital images. I hate the pretense of significance the frame provides. And, why give your life to streaming bits and bytes? Why not climb K2 or hike the Appalachian Trail?
With the rise of mass media including the “internet of things”, madness has accelerated and deepened. Why the hell speed up and support the ultra-wide band of mass formation psychosis with 5GUW? In orbit, during the analog of my days devoid of digital diversion, I am able to think outside the data-streaming box. I can pray without unceasing noise.
In case you are wondering, I keep busy. Orbit is orbit, so, I don’t have to bother much with dials and buttons except to keep track of the barge’s dust level gauge. Day to day, beside getting taller and Gumby-like, I’m working on a transactional reality self-help book: I’m OK, You’re CONTROLLING.
The book focuses on the State-as-parent-citizen-as-child relationship. That unnatural bond is enforced by the MASK overloads in their pursuit for COVID justice. I provide insight as to how to throw off that unhealthy and even deadly co-dependency. Briefly, one creates a sphere of truth in a parallel society apart from the State.
The State, as my own account relates, is controlling and manipulative. Mother State, with its media teat, suckles citizens into dependence. Mother State’s milk supports perpetual adolescence, hence the Neverland of citizens that refuse to grow up.
The emotional abuse produced by the “Glorious Motherland”-State has several characteristics, as detailed in my book:
Big Motherdoesn’t respect your boundaries.
Big Mother competes for your attention via State media.
Agents of Big Mother have an ON/OFF empathy switch that is used for their own ends – ON to cajole into submission, OFF to ignore your concerns; they appear caring in public and in private, cruel and unfeeling. Theirs is the Ministry of A PAT ON THE HEAD AND A KICK IN THE PANTS.
Agents of Big Mother want you to think you are crazy for not listening to them. To show that they ‘care’ they use shaming tactics such as enforcing mask mandates to get citizens to listen. Big Mother declares itself the Adult with “the science”. Citizens are posited as crude and ignorant test subjects.
Agents of Big Mother present themselves as victims, manipulating any situation to garner sympathy and support. Mother State uses existential threats to consolidate power.
Agents of Big Mother avoid personal accountability and use other people for their own ends.
A play – Death of a Dustman – is my next project. The play, soon to be autobiographical, ends with the last days of a dustman to provide comic relief for his family. The main character is a dust barge pilot who dies on board and then is eaten up by dust-eating microbes and then excreted out into space. The dustman’s remains reanimate on Jupiter’s moon Ganymeade and become an endoparasitoid lifeform that consumes mandators. The life form returns to earth to feed. The sulphury smell of the mandators makes them easy prey.
I’ll have Dale Arden – that’s my nickname for Betty – sneak these manuscripts and this recording back to earth. I’ll hook up with the ISS and Dale in a couple of months when my barge is restocked. Dale is not one of those Clay people that melt or blend into the background. She doesn’t wear the veneer of intersectionality. Dale is an adventurous, independent and beautiful woman. When I think of Dale, I hear Astor Piazzolla’s tango music. And that’s all I’m gonna say about that!
I have noted in my log book that every once in a while, out of the corner of my eye, I see a dark image flash by. The image is not in or outside the barge. It is somewhere to my right. I know that seeing this isn’t due to my time in space. I’ve seen the same fleeting dark images on earth. Dark forces are at work in the cosmos. Dark forces have joined forces with the self-proclaimed earth-gods. The Mother State feeds on Dark Power.
Earth-gods, you see, feed on the experience of power to charge the battery of their self-importance – their pride of life. Jesus was tempted to do the same. During forty days in the wilderness, Jesus, was offered a power ‘opportunity’ by the Satan. Jesus saw the psyop offer as an abuse of his power: Do not put the Lord your God to the test.
Now, how do you discern the humans from the earth-gods? Humans, with a notion of the transcendent, attach themselves to creative forces to multiply and flourish. Humans accept responsibility for their actions. Humans are capable of love which does not defame, entrap or hold hostage another.
The earth-gods, bound to their notion that man is just a clump of chemical-reaction-neuron-firing cells, attach themselves to power in order to replicate their deformed simulacrum of man in humans. The earth gods never accept responsibility. The earth gods instead blame others. The earth gods live in the moment, beyond judgement and shame. They choose power over love.
Because of the unchecked desire for unchecked power, the earth gods are wreaking havoc on earth. To wit: during 2022 a worldwide famine began which continues to kill millions. People can no longer find fresh drinking water because of the decay.
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I see that the dust level gauge is approaching overload. Looks like I have to wrap up this recording.
Remember grand-kiddos: the earth-gods are dust. They will experience the end of their power in a dust to dust and ashes to ashes recall.
The earth-gods resent the new creation. That is why I am in orbit and not on earth fighting the good fight. And that is why you must continue the Christ the King celebration. I want all Christians everywhere to take days off and celebrate Christ the King. I want there to be royal fanfares and parades, royal decrees, lavish feasts – food, wine, music, and dancing – with men and women in courtly costume, and fireworks.
When you dust a shelf, think of me. And when I say “think of me”, I mean . . .
CDC Director Rochelle Walensky — “The overwhelming number of deaths, over 75%, occurred in people who had at least four co-morbidities. So really these are people who were unwell to begin with.”
During his confirmation hearing, we didn’t understand that something had broken inside of Brett Kavanaugh. Unfortunately, many of us believed he was a sincere conservative. pic.twitter.com/BovNA4vEQh
You might be aware of the TV miniseries Mysteriesof the Unknown, a show that seeks answers to our history’s mysteries.
I want to propose another miniseries: Mysteries of the Known Knowns – a show that seeks answers to the things we know we know from our recent history.
Here are six suggested episodes with background references:
Episode 1 – Why are we being used as lab rats?
How is it that government entities demand our accountability about all things COVID BUT the manufacturers of the vaccines are NOT held accountable for what they dispense? If the risks are not discussed, how can there be informed consent?
“Dr. Vliet further clarified that Remdesivir, a failed Ebola drug that proved ineffective and highly toxic, is used as the FDA’s approved COVID treatment, and is associated with organ toxicity, making patients sicker and more likely to require a ventilator, and hence more likely for the hospital to get a larger bonus payment.”
If these agreements were retroactively rescinded would the vaccine mandates go away?
Episode 2 – If it can’t be questioned, is it science?
Bureaucrat overlord Anthony Fauci has effectively declared “I am the Way, the Science and the Life. No one comes to COVID freedom except by me.”
Another self-appointed COVID messiah, NIH director Francis Collins, told Fauci to rain down fire on scientists who don’t fall in line and obey them without question. Collins, now ‘retired’, wanted to shut down all scientific debate. And so it is that YouTube, Twitter, and their ilk are banning scientists who question “the science”.
If it can’t be questioned and debated, is it really science?
Episode 3 – Are the people of the world being subjected to COVID terrorism?
Background:
What a lovely new world we are living in when you go out for a meal and a squad of police barge in, persecute a little boy then demand to see everyone else’s papers. This is the vax passport world so many are begging for. #NotAboutAVirus#NOVAXPASSPORTSpic.twitter.com/ZQFnybs4ly
Episode 4 – Is COVID Absolutism behind the Current Psychic Epidemic?
How is it that countries with the majority of their populations vaccinated are in panic mode? Why are there calls for more panic, lockdowns, passports, and mandates? Is science, logic or even altruism behind this? OR, is the desire to create a new social order under totalitarian control behind creating a fear-based populism?
Why are people going along with the manufactured panic? Why do “the masses whole-heartedly accept everything that Dr. Fauci or other national and global health officials proclaim”? (See article below)
Why the collective psychosis? Why accept mandatedmental illness?
Background:
A recent web article shares the theory behind mass formation psychosis posited by Mattias Desmet, professor of clinical psychology at Ghent University in Belgium. “He explains the [four basic] societal conditions under which a population ends up willingly sacrificing their freedom.”
“A lack of societal bonding. It is easily argued that members of Western society struggled with loneliness long before the pandemic, and then with the ongoing lockdowns, isolation, and general fear of one another”, the lack of community continues.
“The second condition is met when the majority of people view their lives as being without purpose or meaning.”
“Free floating anxiety is the third condition for the rise of mass formation.” Record numbers of anxiety/depression medications are being prescribed.
“The fourth condition is high levels of frustration and aggression, with no discernible cause.” Open hostility on social media and on the streets is evident.
The following link and video go into greater detail about mass formation psychosis:
White House Press Secretary Jen Psaki, on CNN’s “The Lead”, said that rising prices were a “good thing” because it meant more people were buying goods.
Anchor Jake Tapper said, “Inflation is skyrocketing as I don’t need to tell you. The prices for home heating costs, cars, groceries, furniture, rent, gasoline are hitting Americans right in the wallet. The White House response has been generally to say, ‘Hey, inflation shows we’re coming out of the recession. It’s a good sign.’”
That day, when it was evening, Jesus said to them, “Let’s go over to the other side.”
They left the crowd, and took him with them in the boat he’d been in. There were other boats with him too.
A big windstorm blew up. The waves beat on the boat, and it quickly began to fill. Jesus, however, was asleep on a cushion in the stern. They woke him up.
“Teacher!” they said to him, “We’re going down! Don’t you care?”
He got up, scolded the wind, and said to the sea, “Silence!” Shut up!”
The wind died, and there was a flat calm. Then he said to them, “Why are you scared? Don’t you believe yet?” – The gospel according to Mark 4: 35-40
In this Christmas account, Jesus is NOT Away in the Manger. (Nor are you, Lord, working to fit us for Heaven To live with Thee there, as the song incorrectly goes on to say.) Jesus won’t abide in our sentimentality nor in our desires to escape earth and its capsizing gales. No. In this Christmas account Jesus, God with us, is in the same boat as we are.
He asked us to carry him over to the other side. We did what he asked and then BAM! A situation arises that looks devastating. We become desperate. And, like the winds, we lash out: “Don’t you care!”
The world around us is in freak-out mode. Paranoia is growing. And, so is mental illness.
What do people do with the constant waves of fear porn battering them on all sides? Many scramble to sit at the feet of the purveyors of fear porn. They want them to allay their fears, to bring them salvation. The world always has an answer for your fear of DEATH!
If CNN or MSNBC, for instance, reported on the above account, those talking heads would demand immediate action on climate change to assuage your fears. OSHA, another onlooking savior, would mandate life preservers and limited boat capacity To SAVE LIVES! Politicians would go on TV and demand more of our tax money to look into building a bridge to the other side To SAVE LIVES!
And of course, the CDC via OSHA would mandate that passengers in close quarters wear a mask and be quadrupled-vaccinated before going to the other side To SAVE LIVES! The world always has an answer for your fear of DEATH!
Now, there are people who feed on the spirit of fear and its high drama. They keep the mandates going. They cry for more. The COVID drama or the Climate drama or the XYZ drama gives meaning to their meaningless lives. But who do you think is behind the spirit of fear drama?
Jesus scolded the disciple’s spirit of fear – “We’re going down! Don’t you care?” – with “Why are you scared? Don’t you believe yet?” Jesus had made it clear and calming that he had the wherewithal to deal with the forces of nature that would take us down, even as he was asleep on a cushion in the stern.
The reason Jesus could sleep during a big windstorm was the same reason he could lie sleeping as a helpless infant in a manager when deadly forces were out to get him – Jesus had complete and utter trust and confidence in the Father’s love. He abided and slept peacefully in that love.
For the Father loves the Son,” Jesus says. (John 5:20)
Why do you think you the spirit of fear is being given out? It is done to drive you away from complete and utter trust and confidence in the love of God as expressed in Jesus.
Jesus would go on to teach his disciples As the Father has loved me, so have I loved you. Now remain in my love (John 15: 9). So, this Christmas . . .
“Why are you scared? Don’t you believe yet?”
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This Christmas, it is time to take a deep breath and rest on what you know to be true. It is also time to tell the mouthpieces of evil– human and inhuman – “Silence!”
It is time to tell Anthony Fauci, Francis Collins, Joe Biden, Klaus Schwab, Bill Gates, Bill DeBlasio, Lori Lightfoot, J.B. Pritzker and the rest of the godless ill-winds to “Shut up!”
It is not time to retreat. It is time to tie up and plunder the strong man’s house (Mark 3:27)
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(Something to keep in mind: We read in the first chapter of the gospel according to Mark that Jesus came into Galilee announcing God’s good news.
“The time is fulfilled,” he said. “God’s kingdom is arriving. Turn back and believe the good news.”
Would God allow his kingdom to go down in a boat? No.
There is a persistent remnant theme in Scripture. When others have fallen away because they have become disillusioned with God and the word Jesus speaks, and concern themselves with the worries of the present age, and the deceit of riches, and the desires for other kinds of things (Mark 4:18), the believing faithful are delivered and brought forward. Take a deep breath, fall back on what you know to be true, and move forward.)
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2 Timothy 1:7 reveals, “For God has not given us a spirit of fear (phobos), but of power and of love and of a sound mind.
Romans 8:15 also said, “For you did not receive the spirit of bondage again to fear (phobos).”
Inclusivity, sustainability, resiliency — these are all terms that Schwab himself used when he declared in June, 2020, “Now is the time for a great reset.”
If I told you that there are bad actors who want to take over the world, you might shrug me off as someone who has watched too many James Bond movies. Well, the SPECTRE of something wicked this way comes.
There are movers and shakers toil and trouble makers who want to make a name for themselves and have a towering influence over you. The following (italicized) quotes are from the World Economic ForumWebsite
There is an urgent need for global stakeholders to cooperate in simultaneously managing the direct consequences of the COVID-19 crisis. To improve the state of the world, the World Economic Forum is starting The Great Reset initiative.
Who are the global stakeholders? They are not you or me. We are the ants in the WEF ant farm. The global stakeholders are those with the most influence – “top innovators, market shapers, disruptors, . . .”.
And from the WEF website: Forum Members are a key group of business stakeholders that engage in public-private cooperation with academics, government and civil society to improve the state of the world.
Forum Members are those who come to say “How did I live without the world economic forum?” Just take a look. And, here is one of WEF’s propaganda videos: DAVOS 2020: MAKING A FAIRER WORLD
You and I will not be involved in global stakeholder top-down decision making. Those aligning themselves with the World Economic Forum do NOT care about Democracy, vox populi, and sovereign nations. The WEF stakeholders deem themselves sovereign, in the order of a Lenin or a Mao. The global stakeholders will ‘represent’ the working class with totalitarian dictatorship, political repression and eventually mass killing. You have to break eggs in order to improve the state of the world!
Are you OK with a group of godless elitists deciding what is fair, just and equitable? Are you OK with their free-floating morality that says “my body my choice” for abortions but not for vaccines, that bans travel from Africa but doesn’t ban COVID-carrying illegal immigrants traveling across the southern border, that says “you must wear a mask in restaurants” but I don’t have to when I eat at the French Laundry, that says your carbon footprint must be reduced but we use ours for the good of the world at COP26?
Are you OK with a one-size-fits-all-except-for elites vision for the world?
Consider that global stakeholders are forcing a narrative of a COVID crisis and a vaccine solution onto the world population. Sickness is profitable and health is not.
“. . . the inoculation of people with an experimental genic serum that provokes a weakening of our natural immune system represents a very grave crime, because it turns ordinary healthy people into chronically ill people, and consequently into customers of the health care companies and private care. This situation hugely inflates the profits of the globalist élite and brings a general impoverishment of the population.” Archbishop Vigamo
Have you ever heard Saint Fauci say that the best way to build your immunity and to fend off COVID is to take Vitamins C and D, Zinc, and Quercetin, to lose weight, to exercise . . . and use HCQ or Ivermectin for early treatment. No. Saint Fauci is a global stakeholder in SWEFTRE. He wants you to focus all your attention on the globalist’s Big Pharma solution and learn to not think for yourself at all.
Consider that inept Pete Buttigieg, the Biden regime’s secretary of transportation and supply chain disrupter, is an example of the Peter Principleand Build Back Better. The cackling V.P. Kamala Harris, is another example. The Biden Build Back Better regime is rife with incompetence. And it appears that when you are incompetent you double down on “being right” and hope for a different outcome. This has been true of Democrat mayors and Governors.
Are you OK with a group of godless elitists deciding what is fair, just and equitable?
Do you want to repeat what collectivist/communist Russia, China and other godless totalitarian countries have done to its people in the name of fairness, justice and equity?
Does anyone think that by repeating the same evil over and over again that good will eventually be produced? Clearly, Progressives think this way.
It is the Progressives who are urgently needed by WEF to cooperate in managing the direct consequences of the (manufactured) COVID-19 crisis.They are the ones recruited to take part in world domination. WEF is using a template similar to that of Spectre: launch an international surveillance network to mastermind authoritarian control across the globe.
For purposes of this post, let’s call WEF’s “collective and collaborative” global fascist association SWEFTRE or Special Economic World Forum for Terrorism, Revenge and Extortion. Their mastermind is the “Strong Man” (See the Gospel of Mark 3:27).
What does improve the state of the world mean? From the evidence of the past 20 months, it means exhausting and exploiting mankind with financial and social upheaval to a point of surrender to the global criminal organization’s power.
More from the World Economic Forum website . . .
The Context
The Covid-19 crisis, and the political, economic and social disruptions it has caused, is fundamentally changing the traditional context for decision-making. The inconsistencies, inadequacies and contradictions of multiple systems –from health and financial to energy and education – are more exposed than ever amidst a global context of concern for lives, livelihoods and the planet. Leaders find themselves at a historic crossroads, managing short-term pressures against medium- and long-term uncertainties.
Friends, it is the stakeholder disrupters of SWEFTRE and their “fundamental transformation” decision-making imposed on us that has caused the political, economic and social disruptions, NOT COVID-19. SWEFTRE stakeholders now mantra us that Build Back Better will fix the inconsistencies, inadequacies and contradictions of multiple systems.
Don’t the inconsistencies, inadequacies and contradictions of multiple systems –from health and financial to energy and education represent, represent freedom of individual response – human agency – to SWEFTRE disruptions? And when people have a choice, don’t they choose to fix inconsistencies, inadequacies and contradictions on their own?
To SWEFTRE, individual agency is source of the short-term pressure and medium- and long-term uncertainties. Humans are the problem. So, the need for fundamentally changing the traditional context for decision-making means “flattening the curve” of human agency with a hammer and sickle.
Our ‘empathetic’ benefactors at SWEFTRE want us to buy into the notion that they are fundamentally transforming the world (i.e., removing your God-given rights, your choice and humanity, and subjecting you to their world order) amidst a global context of concern for lives, livelihoods and the planet.
The Opportunity
As we enter a unique window of opportunity to shape the recovery, this initiative will offer insights to help inform all those determining the future state of global relations, the direction of national economies, the priorities of societies, the nature of business models and the management of a global commons. Drawing from the vision and vast expertise of the leaders engaged across the Forum’s communities, the Great Reset initiative has a set of dimensions to build a new social contract that honours the dignity of every human being.
Note: window of opportunity = “You never let a serious crisis go to waste. And what I mean by that it’s an opportunity to do things you think you could not do before.” – Rahm Emanuel
. . . this initiative will offer insights to help inform all those determining the future state of global relations, the direction of national economies, the priorities of societies, the nature of business models and the management of a global commons.
Translation: Forget God. Forget the kingdom of God. Forget be fruitful and multiply. We at the WEF are the real deal. You have our Build Back Better happy talk and pictures of us shaking hands. We have a wonderful plan for your life!
The tentacles of SWEFTRE will reach everywhere and everyone.
Drawing from the vision and vast expertise of the leaders engaged across the Forum’s communities, the Great Reset initiative has a set of dimensions to build a new social contract that honours the dignity of every human being.
Translation: The godless few will tell the many how to live as serfs off their largesse. The Great Reset’s new social contract will force us into a bondage and indentured servitude not different from slavery.
They will shackle us with a digital Vaxx Passports and Social Credit Scoring. Businesses will be forced to serve the tenets of Woke religion: Diversity, Equity and Inclusion (DEI) and Environment, Social and Governance (ESG). Your employer will use the word “behavior” in your performance reviews.
You better watch out You better not cry Better not pout I’m telling you why Fed Vax Database and social credit scoring are comin’ to town
They’re making a list And checking it twice; They’re gonna find out who’s naughty and nice Fed Vax Database and social credit scoring are comin’ to town
The State media is in cahoots with SWEFTRE, the source of its revenue stream. As such, the media diverts attention away from the globalist’s methods by fostering Trump, COVID-19 and Climate Change derangement syndromes. The state media is all in on vaccines, vaccine mandates and vaxx passports. The state media is all in on controlling the narrative of your life. Next up for the state media?
In establishing a great narrative, SWEFTRE is looking to assert an authoritative storyline to convince people why they need a great reset of society and the global economy.
“The Great Narrative Initiative [is] a collaborative effort of the world’s leading thinkers to fashion longer-term perspectives and co-create a narrative that can help guide the creation of a more resilient, inclusive and sustainable vision for our collective future” — World Economic Forum, 2021
Our collective future? Yikes! SWEFTRE wants Communism 2022. This time will be different, of course. This time around there are top innovators, market shapers, disruptors and a key group of business stakeholders that engage in public-private cooperation with academics, government and civil society to improve the state of the world. Feel better now? This time it’s world communismfor the creation of a more resilient, inclusive and sustainable vision for our collective future.
BUT, if you don’t agree with the Great Narrative and the collective, you will be banished to a gulag. If you don’t agree with universal mandates and having your behavior monitored and your bank and vaccine accounts monitored and receiving DEI and CRT training, and having your healthcare come from the WHO, you will be banished to a gulag. Communists do not handle dissent very well. Read Gulag Archipelago.
You have to break eggs in order to improve the state of the world!
Like its predecessor the COVID narrative (masking, isolation and the jab), the Great Narrative is meant to replace a social bond with a digital bond. You and I are to be bonded not with each other but to what SWEFTRE dispatches through digital means including the nanoparticle in vaccines. Good luck trying to dodge the bio-bullets.
What’s true in the Kingdom of God is true for its worldly knockoff: “If you have something, you’ll be given more; but if you have nothing, even what you have will be taken away.” (Mark 4:25)
Jesus spoke openly of gaining the mysteries of the kingdom of God, including losing one’s life to save it.
In the knockoff world of the kingdom of globalists there is hush-hush wink-of-the-eye talk about gaining power and possessions. If you die to save the world, from say a climate catastrophe, the better they look.
The Great Narrative from the father of lies is meant to supersede the Kingdom of God narrative announced by Jesus:
After John’s arrest, Jesus came into Galilee announcing God’s good news.
“The time is fulfilled!’ he said. “God’s kingdom is arriving! Turn back and believe the good news!” (Mark 1:14-15)
For the life of me, I cannot understand why churches are embracing the mandates and going along the globalist narratives. Mandates are not law and, more importantly, no Christian should obey immoral and unjust laws. Just because the words “health” and “science” are used to predicate mandates do not make the mandates moral and just. No government entity shall tell me what to do with my body, the Temple of God.
And why are churches conforming to a Progressive worldview? Is it to look empathetic? Why did the psalmist write “Let sinners be consumed from the earth and the wicked be no more”? Does church leadership think that the “wicked” are a thing of the past? What is going on with the WEF and the Great Reset is wicked. It is the spirit of the anti-Christ.
And, why are churches not preparing congregations for what is coming? Why are they still telling Bible stories and building buildings and acting like if they just go along then things will go back to normal? There will be no more normal. With this post and preceding ones I’ve given you glimpses into the agenda of the wicked. That agenda and the movers and shakers toil and trouble makers involved with it want nothing to do with God.
Pastor, priest and rabbi – this is not the time to feign normal to comfort your sheep. This is a time to get off the pew, get out from a safe space and confront the evil taking place. This is not the time hide behind a 501 C3 status. The Great Reset is upon us!
“A large number of our Christian leaders are persisting in acting as though the church is ministering during a placid time of transition, say, from the administration of Dwight D. Eisenhower to that of JFK, instead of where we actually are, which is at the stumbling, staggering, and drunken transition from Caligula to Claudius to Nero.” – anonymous source
It is time to reset: “Turn back and believe the good news!”
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“The post-totalitarian system touches people at every step, but it does so with its ideological gloves on. This is why life in the system is so thoroughly permeated with hypocrisy and lies: government by bureaucracy is called popular government; the working class is enslaved in the name of the working class; the complete degradation of the individual is presented as his or her ultimate liberation; depriving people of information is called making it available; the use of power to manipulate is called the public control of power, and the arbitrary abuse of power is called observing the legal code; the repression of culture is called its development; the expansion of imperial influence is presented as support for the oppressed; the lack of free expression becomes the highest form of freedom; farcical elections become the highest form of democracy; banning independent thought becomes the most scientific of world views; military occupation becomes fraternal assistance. Because the regime is captive to its own lies, it must falsify everything. It falsifies the past. It falsifies the present, and it falsifies the future. It falsifies statistics. It pretends not to possess an omnipotent and unprincipled police apparatus. It pretends to respect human rights. It pretends to persecute no one. It pretends to fear nothing. It pretends to pretend nothing.” –Vàclan Havel, The Power of the Powerless
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Episode 1459 – Humans Are Doomed To Go Extinct – Rabbi Spero & Father Robert McTeigueEpisode 1461 – The War Against The Globalist – Dr Peter Navarro & Dr Robert Malone
Biden was even trotted out to the podium earlier today to cry wolf and stoke the media’s flames about the “danger” Omicron poses, mumbling something about needing to vaccinate the entire world in order to save humanity from a virus that has an overall 99.5-99.9% recovery rate – a la the flu.
The recent trial of Kyle Rittenhouse has exposed a fixation on narratives instead of facts. Narrative suggestions come from the hypnotic media: As you listen to our voices, you become more confident in your ability to synthesize all the wisdom learned here today, and integrate it into your life in a meaningful way.
And so it was that the media’s Rittenhouse hypnotic suggestions penetrated the subconscious mind of its willing subjects and provoked a response that bypassed rational thought.
Among the things the media prompted viewers to subliminally take in: Rittenhouse killed two black BLM protestors, he crossed state lines, the gun was illegal, this was about white supremacy, laws must change since Rittenhouse wasn’t convicted, those who were involved were “mostly peaceful protestors” . . . and when you wake up you will use your social justice activism to denounce Kyle Rittenhouse, racism, white supremacy, and the system of justice that would find him innocent.
The suggestive narrative constantly repeated by the media and mindlessly reasserted on social media (allowed by biased “fact-checker” algos) was patently false (based on facts, video evidence and the testimony of one of the white prosecution witnesses). This didn’t matter to the narrative-obsessed SJWs. They are still clamoring for a one-racialist-narrative-fits-all-white-men justice.
On CBS's Face the Nation, reporter Mark Strassman repeats the debunked LIE that "Rittenhouse drove in from Illinois armed for battle." He was not charged with that and it came out during the trial that the rifle was in Kenosha, where Rittenhouse has family and where he worked. pic.twitter.com/bcCTxzz7G5
Through the power of repeated prompting, the media was able to get simple-minded and hypnotically induced SJWs to crowdsource their prejudiced justice and direct their anger at Kyle Rittenhouse, white males, guns and, of course, the verdict.
Miranda Devine debunks the ten heinous lies about Kyle Rittenhouse.
It should be obvious to most that crowdsourced social justice is a kangaroo court of a media-tized mob looking for a lynching. For some, the crowdsourced narrative is a way for a celebrity to appear relevant – “My fans don’t care about your facts and neither do I”.
The Father of Lies narratives include “the Build Back Better Bill costs nothing”, “We must act on climate change now or the world will end”, “The pandemic of the unvaccinated”, vaccines protect from COVID, masks protect from COVID, the 1619 Project, CRT and DEI, “There certainly is not an open border.” (Jen Psaki), “health care is a right”, Trump colluded with Russia to win in 2016 and might be a Russian agent, the 2017 tax cuts were only for the “rich”, the CCP virus came from a wet market.
My next post will look at the The Great Narrative Initiative that we will be forced upon us.
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Do you feel socially isolated? Do you live with fear and free-floating anxiety? Does life lack purpose and feel meaningless? Do you stay home and watch whatever TV dishes out? The breakdown of individuals, of families, of the military, and of society through media narratives and government mandates is intentional. The fear porn is intentional. We are to being manipulated to become the controlled opposition kulaks dependent on the narratives (and largesse) of the globalist elites.
Consider that when everything is made political then discussion and debate shut down in families, churches, places of business – everywhere people gather. People become tribal. Division and strife are the means to install totalitarian order.
The globalist-controlled media is in the business of making things political and selling its suggestive narratives to instill crowdsourced mania for its own purposes.
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Dr. Robert Malone, the inventor of the mRNA vaccines, discusses the phenomena of mass formation psychosis and the coming totalitarianism based on it. He expresses the need for intentional local communities to deal with the lies and with the COVID variations now being produced by the vaccinated.
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What do you think? My church is asking me for a donation to help pay off a mortgage it took on. The mortgage is on a refurbed parsonage turned church facility. Should I donate? Or, should I donate to Patriot Freedom Project?
There is a great evil going on in our country today. The FBI and the DOJ have become weaponized against American citizens. The unlawful detention of J6 political prisoners is being used to strike terror into the hearts of those who don’t swallow the political narratives being shoved down our throats. Media narratives, like the Rittenhouse narrative, are produced to support the weaponized lies.
Here is what Patriot Freedom Project says:
The political prisoners are suffering inhumane disgusting unsanitary conditions in these jails! Some of the J6 detainees are VETERANS and ACTIVE MILITARY who are being horribly mistreated. This is not the American Way! We are supposed to live in a country where you are innocent until proven guilty! These men should be out on bond so they can support their families. Sadly, this government wants to continue to exact revenge on Donald J Trump so badly, that his supporters have now become collateral damage.
The Patriot Freedom Project provides legal, financial, emotional, and moral support to the J6 political prisoner families. The project has been able to help the families pay many bills and cover the costs of various emergent financial needs. It has also been able to supply back-to-school needs for the J6 children.
Should I donate to a building project narrative meant for more Bible teaching OR donate to help free political prisoners and their families from the J6 narrative produced by a weaponized FBI and DOJ and their media toadies?
“The spirit of the Lord is upon me
Because he has anointed me
To tell the poor the good news.
He has sent me to announce release to the prisoners
And sight to the blind,
To set the wounded victims free,
To announce the year of God’s special favor.” -Jesus reading from Isaiah 61
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Episode_1430 – Waukesha Terrorism And Austria TotalitarianismEpisode_1431 – The Vaccinated Dr. Robert Malone On Desantis And VaccinesEpisode 1441 – Dr Malone Peter Navarro On Vaccine Resistant Variants Supervirus
How’s your Thanksfornothing Holiday shaping up? Did you check The Fauci’s Almanac for your T-day forecast? Do you know when to wear a mask and when to hold ‘em? Will you only invite the vaxxed? The Fauci’s Almanac says “If you get vaccinated and your family’s vaccinated, you can feel good about enjoying a typical Thanksgiving, Christmas with your family and close friends.” And, if you are in a public setting such as a store or church “go the extra mile, be safe, wear a mask.”
If you are traveling, remember to avoid using “racist roads and bridges” to go “over the river and through the woods” to grandmother’s house.
Check in with your DEI training before making your list of invitees. At the very least invite a black gay woman and a pregnant man for diversity-equity-inclusion’s sake.
Also invite a minor-attracted Jesuit to give the blessing on the food, the 1619 Project, CRT, DEI, ESG, the World Economic Forum, The Great Reset, the LGBTQRSTUV, the CDC, the NIH, the administrative state, Vaxx passports, Saint Fauci, Pope Francis, and the house of Biden.
Before your guests arrive put on your CHOOSE WOKELY apron. Have your husband put on a clean #NO JUSTICE NO POLICE tee shirt. When your guests arrive show them the safe space area with Play-Doh. You want to make sure that the easily triggered and those suffering from unexpected malaise will have a place to untrigger and demalaise.
Will you be serving the House Build Back Better turkey? If so, you will need your Emergency Use funds to buy your inflation-mandated turkey and fixins. Please don’t forget to inject your turkey with the Moderna vaccine and to PCR test it before serving. And, please wear a mask when carving the turkey. The vaccines are totally effective but not completely effective.
Stuff your conversation with the bread of life – Wokeianity. Dish out a cornucopia of social justice platitudes – like how the world should be a more just and equitable place, a place where, in your parable teaching, dark meat is prepared and served in greater portions than white meat. You should discuss white meat privilege.
When your kids ask “Why?” tell them that “blackness” is oppressed and “whiteness” is the oppressor; that “blackness” must replace “whiteness” in those roles. Having your children seeing in this color-coded way is essential to a discriminating social justice. We are to be defined by our race and not as individuals.
Remind your aunt Myrtle to mind her white privilege P’s and Q’s when you ask her to pass the peas and carrots to your black tranny guest. And remember to use the baby talk-like pronouns for your diverse guests as required by Woke decorum.
The adults should remind the children at the table that voter IDs are racist, men always oppress women, whites always oppress blacks, socialism is better than capitalism, that materialism is all you need, that the planet will cease to exist unless we address climate change, that the 1st and 2nd Amendments are serious threats to democracy, that Black Lives Matter, that abortions but not vaccines are a My Body My Choice matter, and that science like roads and bridges is racist and must be socially reengineered.
Make sure your kids understand that those who don’t agree with your Wokeianity are Islamophobic, homophobic, xenophobic, dupes, and deplorable.
Let your table conversation include the efficacy and wonders of both the vaccines and open borders. Tell your guests about your EVs and then encourage them to discuss the absolute horror of the world ending in the next five years if we don’t do something about climate change right now. Let them know that the grapevines growing the Napa wine you are serving are in danger.
Serve your kids Woka-Cola so they feel at perfect harmony with the world.
Make sure to spoon out lots of righteous indignation and shame onto the heads of the uninvited unvaxxed. That will make your guests feel special. And let them use their smartphones while eating. That is how activism happens. And please leave the TV on during the meal so that your guests will be reminded during commercial breaks that booster shots are available to Build you Back Better.
When coffee and dessert are served, have your university graduate son speak to the issue of how giving thanks is a practice that came down from the racist Puritans and must be denounced as oppressive to blacks. And, to how that every good and perfect gift comes down from the government. Then you will have a Happy Thanksfornothing!
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“These are the days when the Christian is expected to praise every creed except his own.” – GK Chesterton
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“Episode 1,414 – The Left‘s Back Door Deals With China & the plummeting of the Biden regime poll and Covid”.“Episode 1428 – DoJ & FBI Against Moms Of America”
“The bottom line is Fauci was sort of right when he was originally asked about masks and he replied they are “useless, but if it makes you feel better, you can wear them.”
They are actually detrimental, especially for kids, because they trap bacteria and you then breath in that bacteria resulting in an increase in respiratory infections.”
"No child can compete with that kind of pressure. No child can compete. It is not possible. It is unending. It is relentless. And it will crush them." — Mark McDonald, MD & Psychiatrist. https://t.co/bIB3yAMl5upic.twitter.com/ATp1sIuMxY
The whole pandemic issue is instrumental to the Great Reset, and it is the latter that we must fight. I think that, at this moment, it is most appropriate to create a movement of the people that calls together, in an Anti-globalist Alliance, Catholics, Christians, and people of goodwill. This is the first appeal I make to that effect.
…If the attack is global. The defense must also be global.
Halloween 2026. It is now the sixth year of the COVIDization of the earth. The “natural” approach for your body is considered foreign, extreme, and unacceptable. Injecting foreign substances into your body has become the prescribed and enforced way of life. Getting the jab is compulsory. The enforced mandate way of life has become the unnatural way of life for millions. And, the unnatural way of death.
Experimental COVID vaccines have exterminated millions. Survivors of vaccinations have become chronically ill. Those who received booster jabs were counseled to expect a different result. The jab, mandated “for you protection”, was the means for your submission.
The same intelligentsia who told us in 2020 that gender is just a social construct produced a science that is just a social construct. “The science” behind mask mandates soon had people turning their bodily autonomy over to vaccines. Vaccines had people turning over their bodily autonomy to the State.
A “flatten your tummy in four weeks” kind of sales pitch was initially used to convince people to buy into lockdowns. With the carrot of “Two weeks to flatten the curve”, authoritarians were able to put their foot in the door. As people subscribed to more and more to a medicalized society, authoritarians were handed the run of the place. The carrot was replaced with a stick.
People were mandated to take a vaccine they didn’t want or need, to download apps on their phone connected to government databases, to scan themselves into venues and events with QR codes to receive government permission to enter, and to obtain an obedience passport showing their vaccination subscription plan. And now, there are more “for your protection” ways to submit!
“More technology means more control of your world” was the advertisement in 2021. What wasn’t advertised was the fact that more technology facilitated more control of your world by others.
States have instituted digital driver’s licenses. The digital license shows your COVID-19 status, your health records, your financial records, your credit scores, your travel records, your spending, your voting record, your licenses and permits, and social credit scoring. All of this information and more is available to government employees!
Vaccines have been developed to tag and track people. The jabs download nanoscale biochips that send out a fluorescent signal – Luciferase – that can be read by an app on a smartphone. If your scan doesn’t yield a “smiley face”, you are out of society until you repent and yield. The vaccination transmission of the biochips is the reason the available protocols like Hydroxychloroquine and Ivermectin were rejected by the government. The media passed out tracts: The State has a wonderful plan for your life.
We have been told that “for the sake of standardized immunization record keeping” quantum dot tattooing must be done. One has to accept discrete microneedle-delivered microparticle patterns that deliver near-infrared light-emitting microparticles to the skin. This, so you can prove vaccination via a smartphone app.
Children are having their vaccine records embedded beneath their skin. A dye that is invisible to the naked eye is injected into them at the time of re-vaccination. An app shines infrared light onto the skin and reads the child’s vaccine records.
Looking back at 2021, there were many who sought to secure their livelihood and to stave off death anxiety in the face of what they were told was a deadly pandemic. They began turning over the keys of their human agency to the terror management handlers of the State. Their capitulation came about as people doubled down on irrationality and self-deceit. For they believed and acted on everything that the State told them. The State told them to be afraid and they became afraid.
Overnight, people’s behavior changed. They began wearing protective gear, self-isolating, standing six feet apart and taking the experimental jab. All this and more were done to deal with the apprehension, worry, and fear related to death. All this and more continues to be done even though for most people the recovery rate from COVID and its variants continues to be over 99.5% and recovery provides a greater immunity than the vaccines.
In their attempt to protect their symbolic immortality, the mask wearing vaxxed staunchly defend “COVID is a death threat” and COVID vaccines are “safe and effective”. They shame-attack and distance themselves from the unvaxxed. This has always been encouraged by the State media. And so, a medical apartheid has been created and sustained, as planned by the State.
The generalized anxiety produced by wagering one’s existence on “the science” leading to self-deception continues to be exploited by the “Great Reset” psyops generated by the State media. As the death knell of “the threat of COVID variants” continues to ring out in the news and social media, otherwise normal levels of concern have shot up to a towering level of existential dread. And that level of terror is maintained with mandates.
The State reinforces ubiquitous visible death cues – face masks, anti-bacterial sprays and wipes, social distancing signs and public health campaigns. The fearful are reminded to remain fearful.
In exchange for not having to fear what they are told to fear, people have accepted the extortion of the State’s “For your protection” protection racket. They accept the loss of their freedom and their physical and mental health in exchange for State enforced “peace of mind”.
Some said “No” to the protection.
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I wanted to get away. Alone. No smartphone, no laptop, no high-speed internet downloading rapid fire ads and lies and clichés, no web tracking devices, no unholy ghosts of the machines.
Before driving up north, I disconnected the “24/7 safety connect” that came with my car. I called the phone company and ended the “free trial” phone number and WIFI that came with the car. I disconnected from everything that kept tabs on me and wanted my attention. I bought a burner phone to take with me in case of emergency and reminded myself that good things happen when I shut out the digital universe
Driving north on Interstate 39, I thought about my first car: a used blue ’64 Chevy Impala. I paid a friend $400 for it. The Impala had all I needed: lots of space, four roll-down windows for air conditioning and a push button AM/FM radio. With a car like that, I told myself, who needed to be surrounded by semiconductor bells and whistles? And, why the hell go to war to secure rare earth minerals for bells and whistles or for cell phones and laptops and EVs and for augmented and virtual reality . . . when life can be as simple as a ’64 Chevy?
The first time I visited Horicon Marsh my life had been skewing sideways. Seemingly out of the blue I had become teary-eyed, anxious, irritable, angry and depressed. I had a major depressive episode and that wasn’t like me. It seemed that I couldn’t log back in to who I was. My username and password weren’t being recognized. So, I went to the wildlife refuge to look for my backup files.
Yikes! I shut out the digital universe and here I am talking to you in digital terms! Bear with me while I switch back to analog!
While at Horicon Marsh, I came to realize that it was a concussion that had knocked me for a loop. Six months before a truck had rear-ended my car. The impact caused my head to bounce off the steering wheel. I was taken to a hospital and diagnosed with whiplash and a concussion. After that happened I became sensitive to just about everything. The concussion came with an overwhelming sense of mourning that I couldn’t wave off.
I’d a previous knock on the head during my high school years. I was knocked unconscious. When I finally opened my eyes there was a circle of concerned faces looking down at me. They helped me up and sat me down. I waved off calls for an ambulance or a doctor. But I couldn’t wave off the feeling that I had become a ghost walking beside myself. The ghost returned after the second concussion.
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There are a lot of things you think about when you travel 400 miles. For one, the undeniable understanding that the vortex of the present age wants to suck you in and spit you out as unnatural and unholy – as a Pagan-Progressive.
I think about Halloween. Many of the neighborhood houses look like shrines for the COVID death cult. Front yards display skulls, skeletons, tombstones, and witches. Inside, parents have so terrified their kids with thoughts of the COVID Boogie man that the kids can’t wait to get the jab to feel safe and normal again.
Homeowners this year, by order of the CDC, must pass out masks and punch cards for free ice cream with each booster shot they receive. But first the child has to show the homeowner their Vaxx Band – a color-coded wristband representing the latest booster shot. I heard that if a kid didn’t have the wristband, kids made fun of him by calling him a “Vaxx-Virgin”. That’s CDC black magic for you.
I think about worlds far away from the madness. GN-Z11, the recently discovered high-redshift galaxy found in the constellation Ursa Major, is the farthest recognizable galaxy ever observed. If I wanted to drive to GN-Z11, at say 120 MPH, it would take me over 178 quadrillion years. That wouldn’t include stops for gas and using the restroom.
Light from GN-Z11 takes over 13 billion years to reach Earth. GN-z11’s levels of redshift shows that it existed 400 million years after the Big Bang. One report said that there’s no reason why there shouldn’t be any alien life there. Let’s hope they’re not collectivists.
Like I said, there are a lot of things you think about when you travel 400 miles in a car. One of those things is where to stop when nature calls. As a woman, indoor plumbing is always my first choice. But the restaurants, gas stations and interstate rest areas all require a mask and a vaxx card to use their restrooms.
I am bare-faced undocumented. So, I travel like an illegal alien. As I go along, I look for a thicket of trees and bushes that won’t require a mask and VaxxPass and also provides a view of my car. There are life forms that want my catalytic converter for its precious metals – platinum, palladium, and rhodium. As you know, in the present age stealing to survive is the victim’s pleading. If one is caught, the system will spit you back out – without bond.
I think about Horicon Marsh in southeast Wisconsin. The wildlife refuge is an undisturbed sanctuary for migratory birds, waterfowl, and migratory me. This is my second trip to the wetland.
Entrance
What I take in there doesn’t lie to me. The cattails and marsh grass don’t lie to me. The black-crowned night heron and the double-crested cormorant don’t lie to me. The turtles, frogs and otters don’t lie to me. The butterflies and gnats don’t lie to me. The weather doesn’t lie to me. There is no deceit and no agenda in this eco-sphere of truth.
I told myself that when I die, I want to die in nature by nature and not from some experimental jab produced by “follow the science” gravediggers. “Alas poor Gabby! I knew her, Horatio: a woman of infinite jest, of most excellent fancy.” -my mind wonders when I’m driving.
Ten years ago, September, Wisconsin kids were back in school. I had the marsh to myself. I brought a camera hoping to capture some of the truth in beauty I imagined would be found in that wetland. What I captured that visit was the seen and unseen – the union of heaven and earth. How else can one describe transcendent beauty?
I’m traveling to Horicon Marsh this time because evil is so oppressive these days. People have been subjected to the banality of evil – Dr. Fauci’s manipulative “noble lies” – and to the blatant evil of a Dr. Frankenstein experiment. Child sacrifice abortions are being promoted to produce vaccines that promise pandemic protection and immortality for the self-obsessed. The best laid plans of pillars of dust leave us with nothing but grief and pain. Pillar of dust schemes have earth, not heaven, written all over them
I’m traveling to Horicon Marsh to reconnect to the primal true, to home base. I need alone time with God. I am determined to commune with God. This time, instead of recording things with a camera, I am memorizing scripture.
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For he will command his angels concerning you to guard you in all your ways.
After driving all night, I arrive at the city of Horicon in the early afternoon. I drive north on Palmatory Street until I reach the Palmatory Street Overlook within Horicon Marsh. I get out of my car to survey the vista.
The 11,000 acres of the fresh water marsh opens up before me. The October air is cold, apple crisp and clear. Summer haze has given way to steam fog on the marsh. A saturated blue sky canopies the marsh. The complementary colors of fall’s red, orange and gold leaves make the blueness “pop”. The gilding of the wetland by the low, slanting light of the autumn sun reminds me that the light of day is not a social construct. Light existed long before man decided to walk in it or not.
The shower of photons emitted from the sun eight minutes ago make it possible for me to see the marsh. The photons were created tens of thousands of years ago by fusion reactions inside the Sun’s core. After spending countless time bouncing around in the sun’s radiative zone, they finally escape the Sun’s surface. Eight minutes later the photons hit my eyes and I wonder if I brought my sun glasses.
I drive around to the visitor’s center. I park right in front to ward off the catalytic converter diverters. The sign on the door says “You must renounce all sanity and subject yourself to something that knows nothing about you.” In other words,
BY ORDER OF THE CDC
YOU ARE REQUIRED TO WEAR A MASK AND
SHOW YOUR VAXX STATUS TO ENTER THIS FACILITY
Nature call Plan B is now in effect.
I walk around the visitor center and set off on a hiking trail. The teeming wildlife life that I saw ten years ago must have recoiled in this October’s chill. I see no one else on the marsh. Solitude sets in. And except for the occasional honking of the Canadian Geese and the crackle and snap of marsh grass under my feet, the marsh is quiet.
In this setting I begin to recite the Psalm I memorized over the summer:
Bless the LORD, O my soul.
O LORD my God, you are very great.
You are clothed with honor and majesty,
wrapped in light as with a garment.
You stretch out the heavens like a tent,
you set the beams of your chambers on the waters
you make the clouds your chariot,
you ride on the wings of the wind,
you make the winds your messengers,
fire and flame your ministers. . .
As I’m walking, I see a narrow strip of land on my left. It divides two small lakes. The circumference of each lake is outlined by cattails and tall reed grass. I leave the hiking trial and take that path.
Out in the open, the wind brushes past the grass, causing a shivering sound. On both sides of me come bahloops. Creatures I can’t see are jumping into the water as I pass by. A muskrat scurries across the path and then dives into the water. Then I see something I didn’t expect.
Who are these two men walking towards me? They’re dressed like hunters. Where did they come from? Were they sitting on the bank where I couldn’t see them before?
Here I am – a woman alone on the marsh with two tall men approaching. Yelling for help wouldn’t do any good. Should I run? I look behind me. When I turn back, I see two blazing white-gold figures standing in front of me. I knew I should have brought my sunglasses.
One of them looked like a Roman warrior. He had a breastplate and was holding a sword. The other looked like a scribe. He was wearing a white tunic and was holding a scroll.
I rubbed my eyes. It was a long drive up here and I didn’t get much sleep, so, maybe . . .
“Peace be with you,” the one with the sword said.
“Do I know you guys?” I stammered. “Are you from GN-Z11?”
“You know the One Who sent us,” said the one with the scroll looking at the scroll.
“You must be Fire,” I said to the one with sword. “And, you must be Flame,” I said to the other. Then I realized that I was saying silly things and was too stupefied to say anything coherent.
“Gabby, the Lord of the Spirits sent us,” they said to together.
I remained quiet.
“Do not be afraid Gabby. The Lord hears your prayers. He hears you reciting the Words of spirit and life. He knows your meditations and your concerns. He sent us to encourage you to walk and not grow faint. All that is written, and now written in your heart, will come to pass.
There are those who have heard the word as they stand by the sidelines, but immediately the Accuser comes and snatches away what they heard. Others have received the word with excitement. But they were short term enthusiasts; they had no root in themselves. When the word brought them trouble or hostilities, they quickly became disillusioned and disowned the word. Others heard the word and the worries of this present age, and the deceit of riches, and the desires for other kinds of things came in and choked the word. They produced no fruit.
Preserve and nourish the good word which has been sown in you. The mystery of the kingdom of God has been revealed to you. Abide in the love of the Lord.
Gabby, proud men have proclaimed that they will take men into the future, they will build their own future. Yet, it is not given to man to know his future except for what’s been revealed and uncovered in the Kingdom of God.
There will be no digital-based resurrection of man. The Singularity they are building will fall and crumble into the air. The builders will be scattered. The digital swarm will not overtake you. It will overtake them.”
I suddenly blurted out Let sinners be consumed from the earth, and let the wicked be no more -words from the end of the Psalm I had been reciting.
“All that is written, and now written in your heart, will come to pass. The earth is the Lord’s and all that is in it, the world, and those who live in it.”
They turned and walked away as they had come – as two hunters. I was alone again on the marsh. The stillness seemed to be waiting for my response. It was a gaggle of geese that sounded off.
I spent three days at the marsh. Vee formations of Canadian geese and ducks swooped in to eat and rest before taking off south again. Stately spindly-legged cranes stood fishing in the water near the tall marsh grasses. The solitude of marsh life restored my soul.
I spent the nights at a local campground. I ate what I brought from home. Returning home, I again had a lot to think about . . .
*****
What happened on the marsh wasn’t virtual reality. And those two weren’t digital non-fungible tokens that popped out of the ether for my perusal. What happened was rock-solid reality and not fleeting bits and bytes. This digital age would have me view myself and the world through the eyes of software developers – their menus, their data streams.
I remembered what I felt for a time after my concussions: like I was a ghost walking beside myself. My mind seemed disconnected from my body. This digital age would have me live in that psychosis, in a mental state where the idealized virtual version of myself – the “augmented human” self – exists alongside my physical self.
Horicon Marsh
I wondered why so few had noticed in 2021 that the providential care offered by the gods of the digital age came in the form of slavery to devices and codes? Mankind has since become addicted to vaccinations of tech-steroids. Mankind has come to believe that it needs new ‘booster’ technology to survive.
And why have so few balked at the fact that augmented man is surveilled man? Once your tagged, your physical and virtual lives are tracked. Smart devices, sold as technology for you to control your world, are actually used by others to control your world.
It’s easy for me to see that augmented man is distracted man. Look at how people are driving! With the nearest device someone can lose themselves in a neurotransmitter stream of online entertainment. And it occurred to me that the Sowers of the digital seed want people distracted. They want people to look and look and never see and hear and hear and never understand the Kingdom of God. Otherwise, they would turn and repent.
It’s easy for me to see what happened to intelligent debate. The digitally distracted, with a fear of missing out, take in vast amounts of information they don’t know what to do with. A huge pile of information does not create deep thinkers. And that is why the technocracy is creating algos to do your thinking and voting for you.
After a few hours of driving, I get a little silly:
What did one photon say to the other photon? No matter how far I travel to show up, people still throw shade on me.
What did one dust particle say to the other dust particle? I meet you on ground level.
I had a lot of questions for Fire and Flame but I wasn’t sure what would come out of my mouth. I wasn’t going to ask them for protection. I already had a sense that they were watching over me as I walked every morning.
About twenty miles from home I remembered the email my company sent out before I left town. The email was a company-wide invitation to sign up for a points reward program. You behave the way they want you to and they reward you with points toward a treat – some gift you pick off a list.
So now my company wants to treat me like a dog and just like the CCP treats its people. I won’t sign up for their social credit system. I didn’t sign up for the vaccine or testing or mask program. I don’t do de-humanizing things to myself.
In my driveway everything I thought about this trip hits home. I live alone and will likely die alone. I am told that I can live a connected life, a one-with-mankind Singularity kind of life. But what does it profit me if I gain the whole digital world and lose my soul?
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“The COVID vaccines . . . the most dangerous vaccine ever created in history. It is 800X more dangerous than the smallpox vaccine with respect to death, and over 25X worse with respect to permanent disability . . .”
Dr. Harvey Risch: No. I put it the other way around. The unvaccinated should be afraid of the vaccinated. They’re just as infected. In fact, maybe more infected. If vaccinated, people are infected. So it is well known that it is the vaccinated people that generate the mutant strains and not the unvaccinated people. And that has led that corruption of the medical establishment saying that unvaccinated people are generating the mutants is an absolute falsehood. It is exactly the opposite. This has been known for 100 years that it’s vaccinated people who are more prone to generate mutant strains. (Emphasis mine)
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The foul stench of burning lithium batteries – thermal runaway – mingled with the rancid smell of decaying protein – rotting victims of spike protein injections – fills the air. The reek, still in my nostrils from yesterday’s walk, lays on my tongue as a putrid tasting film. The heavy odor of gases formed by decomposing batteries and humans attaches to everything. Another rotten egg day. One didn’t have to be a prophet to see these days would come. Two plus two equal four and man versus God equals 2030.
My basement apartment, packed with a six-year supply of food and water, and several cases of Zero candy bars, is a bunker. The street level windows are barred and painted over. My door is reinforced with steel plates. The tiny apartment quarters are safe and suffocating. Going outside was not safe but a bit of relief.
I put on an N95 mask to go outside. You had to. One couldn’t be sure of what was floating in the air. Destruction followed destruction in the name of Progress. The old had to be torn down to allow the new to rise from the ashes. That’s what OneChannelTV preached and people believe its gospel. The air is filled with all kinds of crap.
While mankind pinches its nose and turns to the TV to give them their tomorrows, I take long walks along Jemison Lake. The breeze off the lake wafts free. The wind blows where it wants to. I feel and hear and see its effects. Walking along the lake, I am reminded once again that I am a human living among the technology possessed.
*****
Many humans gave up their feeling-seeing-hearing ghost to a 24/7 smartphone addiction. I saw it happen in 2020. People gave themselves over to a digital life and to a complete dependence on handheld machines. The Metaverse became their augmented reality encompassing relationships, work, shopping, and entertainment. They began to love their avatar as themselves.
In their quest for not-having-to-think autonomy, people became automatons. They learned from the XYZists that independent thought was dangerous. It was discouraged and censored as not being inclusive or as “racist” or not XYZ. Not thinking began to be believed as freedom from punishment-incurring ‘wrong’ thoughts. What you were to think came from a smartphone that you kept with you 24/7.
The XYZists were happy to give people their ‘freedom’ and to do the thinking for them. With the ruse of a public health crisis in 2020, they instituted a biotech process to reprogram the masses. They began with mandating DNA and RNA-modifying COVID vaccines. They had their reasons for doing so – population control and remaking people into their godless image.
The XYZists and their minions hate people. That is why they are never happy or satisfied with the human race. They must redo creation. They must rid the earth of the excess and neutralize what is left behind.
Since the XYZists hate everything that doesn’t reflect their own words and thoughts, challenging them meant you were a “Supremist”. Not responding to them in kind meant you were “racist”. The XYZists had their own published style guide to be used in their presence. If they considered you to be a “supremist” or a “racist” or a “bigot”” or a “XYZistaphobe” then you would receive “social justice”. Force, aka mandates, is used against those who resist the XYZist societal transformation and the New World they espouse.
So, they began to use vaccines to cull a significant portion of the population and to modify those who survived. They used biotechnology to produce people that they might abide. And that meant turning those humans into Uh-huhs. The non-thinkarians quickly submitted to authoritarian XYZists out of fear for their WIFI streaming lives. The XYZists tell people what to fear and what not to fear. They use rollover-and-play-nice psyops to get people to comply.
These days I can never be sure if I am talking to the actual person or to an app controlling their thoughts. So, I test them: I say “Jesus is Lord”. If they look at me blankly, I know they have given themselves over to an app.
*****
Ever since the latest burst of electromagnetic radiation – a sun burp or manmade the weekly public affairs program Mask the Nation wouldn’t say –it’s been Halloween. Mindless ghouls and zombies with vacant stares walk the streets. These had submitted to vaccines during the years of TransMandates.
The vaccine cocktails included modified RNA, Luciferase enzyme and graphene oxide nanoparticles -GONPs. Graphene is highly conductive and anxiolytic. So, the freakish and fuddled, who glow blue at night from the bioluminescent Luciferase, can’t find their way home and they don’t care. Their apps went haywire.
Following the vaccines, transcranial electromagnetic stimulation had been imposed on most of the world’s population. Brain chips were mandated by the Emergency Use Authority as a cure-all for mankind – as I said, the masses were viewed with fastidious disgust by XYZists. In the years following 2021, XYZists became members of the Central Life Oversight and Utilization Department or C.L.O.U.D.
TMS brain chips gave C.l.O.U.D. a read-write capability over neurons. The chips could probe and stimulate them. Democracy’s Last Hope Alliance, contracted by the EUA, monitors and modulates neuronal activity. Controlling the outcomes of the brain-chipped Appoids was the purview of DLHA and the EUA. After the EMP, they were working feverishly together to get their Appoids back inline again.
The G2G pass app implanted in Appoid brains told them where they could or could not go. Each Appoid was to check in with a smartphone photo during the day. But after EMPs things go bonkers sending the brain-chipped into spirals of confusion. The DLHA and the EUA rush to get new community organizing smartphones and new cats handed out.
The cats, you see, have been implanted with a camera, microphone and an app that reports back to DLHA the activities and conversations of the Appoids. But, the Catoids also go haywire after EMPs. The defective Catoids are scrapped and replaced by a DLHA C. A. T. unit – a Clean Account Transmission unit. I am not making this up.
*****
The World Truth Federation, C.L.O.U.D.’s central committee, keeps tabs on everyone except for us Blanks. Me and a few of my close friends claimed the “Blanks” label when COVID Compliance Officer Heinrich B. Smersch called the unvaccinated “blankety-blank fools” on Mask the Nation. “Blanks” you see, are off the radar.
“Blanks” blend in. We move through crowds of Appoids without being noticed. We hide in plain sight. We don’t call attention to ourselves. On my way to the lake and to Joes, I stumble around with a mask on and with my eyes glazed over. I wear dirty smelly clothes like the Appoids. And since there are C.L.O.U.D cameras and UniForce police everywhere I have to be careful. As a “Blank” I have never submitted to “the science”. I have to avoid getting close enough to a UniForce officer. He will scan me for Appoid status.
The ubiquitous presence of WTF surveillance is matched by the ubiquitous presence of souls that have converted to “the science”. Among these souls are the Appoid women of the Thought Temperance Union. They march down the street with signs that read “No Jab No Justice”. Their children, the ones who survived the vaccine’s miscarriage properties and survived abortions – their aborted fetal cells being used for vaccine testing and XYZist life-extension serums – panhandle for food money. And there is ever-present smell of death coming from “the science” converted.
*****
On my way home, I stop at Grocer Joes – a black market supplier. I trade Joe two of my Zero bars for another night of hot plate Spam. I use Joe’s Faraday-caged Crypto ATM for transaction privacy. The People’s IRS began monitoring all transactions in 2022.
I finish up and put my crypto wallet back into my military grade Faraday bag. I tip my hat to Joe and sign “later” and “one”. I head to over to Last Chance Pizza.
Melanie is waiting for me. We go into a back room. Melanie signs “tonight” and “One”. I sign “Yes” and 6 Mil”. We hug and I head home.
6 Mil is the guy who lives across the hall from me. I gave him the name because he has so many bionic parts that he reminded me of the Six Million Dollar man. His brain chip was fried by solar storms. He didn’t opt for a new chip so he was fired from the UniForce. 6 Mil lets me in the back door and I invite him in for Spam.
You’ll need some backstory at this point.
*****
Back in 2021, one would have thought that ministers and priests would have alerted their congregations to the evil that was being sown around them. But they kept giving their people the soy milk of the word.
Many of the faithful in 2021, who lived on a thin margin of faith, began to unload their faith. They didn’t have to imagine what would happen to them if they didn’t mask and vax up. So, they submitted to the authorities by calling it Biblical to do so. Their faith was easy pickings. The State swooped down and grabbed it up. These now attend Our Lady of Perpetual COVID.
There were those faithful who didn’t have much of a faith history to fall back on. They heard gospel things and spoke up, making all kinds of noise about the evil going on. But under public scrutiny they folded and bowed to the self-proclaimed gods of the State, rendering to them everything demanded of them.
There were those who fell in with Progressives. Their faith was quickly choked. For, Progressives have an overpowering bent toward social justice gospel.
Then there were the five. Those I am aware of “five”. We meet secretly, two or three at a time. How did I come across the others? More backstory is needed.
*****
Ever since I turned sixty-nine in 2021 there has been a voice inside me that tells me to not resist and to just retreat. “Just go along and finish your life. Do what they say. Sit on your patio, smell the cut grass, feel the sun, look back on what you’ve accomplished, feel safe, don’t stress, forget about conflict.” But another voice is telling me “I go where I will. I’ll show you what needs to be done.”
In 2021 I was stirred by the second voice. I began to memorize Scripture. After I memorized The Gospel According to Mark, I started to go out to street corners and recite it out loud. I had to recite and walk so that I was wasn’t considered to be loitering. I continue to do this today.
In the afternoons I go out, take off my mask and recite the Gospel of Mark out loud. There are many in the streets right now who have lost their app connections because of the EMP. Some have refused to be reconnected and are looking for a way out. So, I am able to connect with souls and not just app personifications.
What you may find interesting is that when I am reciting the gospel out loud, the UniForce doesn’t notice me. Angels come between me and them so that the good news gets out.
Then there were five. Over the course of the past year four have begun to follow Christ. They are Joe, Melanie, Violet and 6 Mil. I have discipled each of them. Tonight, we are coming together for 6 Mil’s baptism.
We hold baptisms at Jemison Lake after midnight. We put blue glow sticks under out shirts to throw off the Uniforce and the surveillance drones. We use sign language until we are sure we are alone.
Since 2020, electronic gizmos have been implanted into brains and bloodstreams. Nature and society have been repackaged into a simulated environment. Virtual reality replaces realism. Life has become a bizarro graphic novel . . . except for a few minutes by the lake.
*****
You ask about me? My current name is Lena. I was baptized in my eleventh year. I lost my job in my sixty-ninth year because of the vaccine mandate. Nine years later my body is fragile and my faith solid
I can’t bear to see the destruction all around me. I can’t bear hearing the anguished cries of the souls who gave their lives to “the science”. But I can’t ignore any of it either. These were once fully human, so they must long for healing. And, they must want justice for what’s been done to the human race.
2030 and the science has settled. Its putrid tasting film lays on my tongue. Humans have been sacrificed for “the science”. But MATTERS aren’t settled yet. Wait and see.
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Ivermectin has been used in humans for 35 years and over 4 billion doses have been administered. Merck, the original patent holder, donated 3.7 billion doses to developing countries. In 2015 the two individuals who developed Ivermectin were awarded a Nobel Prize for medicine.
“We know that the entire creation is groaning together, and going through labor pains together, up until the present time.” – the Apostle Paul
Have you heard the wind howling? Have you heard the endless pounding of the surf on the shore? Have you heard nature singing in a minor key? While creation is an utter joy for me to take in –the birds singing, the brooks babbling, the palette of fall colors, the smell of lilacs and rain – I also get from nature a sense of melancholy and unsettledness.
Over the past eighteen months, many lives have been devasted by the Wuhan virus and by the response of the experts and authorities to the virus. The cures are proving worse than the disease.
Evening Melancholy I 1896 – by Edvard Munch
To wit, the Biden regime is mandating that private sector employees be vaccinated with a vaccine that has not be fully tested and has produced a rapidly growing number of adverse effects AND DEATHS and does not stop the transmission of the virus or protection from the virus. Pointless. Senseless. Evil.
Biden told America that his patience is wearing thin with the “unvaccinated minority”.
Life is hard enough as it is without the accusations, the antagonism, the name-calling, the stifling, the censoring, the blacklisting, the plundering, and the destroying done by the so-called experts and authorities. And, especially when it’s done in the name of very questionable science. Life is hard enough as it is without adding more pointless futility to it.
Does Edvard Munch’s Evening Melancholy symbolize your present state of mind?
This summer, after memorizing several Psalms (1,4,103 and 104), I began to memorize the gospel according to Mark. By the end of chapter three, I was struck by the same evil and destructive behavior of the authorities in Jesus’ day.
When someone comes on the scene and says what Jesus said, one would expect questioning of his authority. But as Jesus validates his authority through his teaching, through healings, and the casting out of unclean spirits, we find that there is a system of power in place that seeks to quash all challengers to its authority.
Let’s briefly recall what took place.
Mark chapter one. Jesus is announced as the Messiah and son of God. John the Baptizer points to Jesus as the one who will plunge people in the Holy Spirit. After his baptism by John, Jesus is pushed into the desert where he is tested 40 days by the Satan.
Jesus then goes into Galilee announcing the good news: “God’s kingdom is arriving”. He calls Peter, Andrew, James and John to follow him. (These and others will be eyewitnesses to what Jesus says and does.)
So far so good. Many Jews at that time were looking for a Messiah.
In Capernaum, Jesus goes into the synagogue and teaches. Everyone there is astonished by his teaching. They said that he wasn’t like the legal experts. He said things on his own authority. (Uh-oh!)
While he is there teaching, an unclean spirit makes itself known. (At this point, I think that the hovering legal experts and the unclean spirits begin realizing that their domains were under assault.)
Jesus casts out the unclean spirit. Word about Jesus spreads at once across the surrounding districts of Galilee. The healing and the casting out of unclean spirits continues.
Jesus heals Simon’s mother-in-law of a fever.
The townspeople bring the sick and demon possessed to Jesus. He heals people suffering from all kinds of diseases and he casts out many demons. (This is a good thing, right?)
Jesus goes to other towns in Galilee to tell the good news and to cast out demons.
A man with a virulent skin disease is touched and healed by Jesus. The man spreads the news so effectively that Jesus has to stay out in the open country because of the large crowds.
Mark chapter two. Jesus returns to Capernaum. A crowd gathers at the door when people hear that Jesus is at home. They want to hear the good news. They want healing. They want unclean spirits cast out. They want the groaning to stop.
As Jesus is teaching, a paralytic is lowered through the roof (the only way to get the cripple close to Jesus even though not OSHA approved). Jesus took note of their faith. Jesus tells the man laying before him that his sins are forgiven. (Uh-oh!)
The jot and tittle police begin to grumble.
“Why does this guy talk like that? It’s blasphemy! Who can forgive sins except God!”
“Why do your hearts tell you to think like that?” Jesus asked them.
Jesus goes on to question the flaunted leverage of the legal experts: “Is it easier to say to this cripple ‘Your sins are forgiven,’ or to say, ‘Get up, pick up your stretcher and walk’?
“You want to know if the son of man has authority on earth to forgive sins?’
Jesus tells the cripple “Get up, take up your stretcher and go home”. The man gets up, picks up his stretcher in a flash, and goes out before all of them with forgiveness of sins and the ability to walk brought about by the faith of others.
Large numbers of people are following Jesus. The jot and tittle police are worried about losing their grip on the public. They go beyond grumbling and begin pointing their finger.
Jesus calls tax collector Levi to follow him. Plenty of tax associates and sinners join Levi as dinner guests of Jesus and his followers. The legal experts from the Pharisees (who were into social distancing) ask Jesus’ disciples “Why does he eat with tax-collectors and sinners?”
Jesus hears their question and replies to their obtuseness.
“It’s sick people who need the doctor, not the healthy ones. I came to call the bad people, not the good ones.”
People start questioning Jesus about religious practice. John’s disciples and the Pharisee disciples were fasting. Jesus’ disciples were not fasting. The reason Jesus gives: “The bridegroom is there with them. How can they fast?”
More conflicts with the see-the mandate-and-not-the people authorities.
One sabbath Jesus and his disciples are walking through a cornfield. Not only are the disciples not fasting, they are plucking corn as they go along with “the bridegroom”.
The Pharisees corner Jesus: “Why are they doing that which is illegal?”.
Jesus responds to their contention with a reminder of David doing something similar. He recounts that David, when he was distressed and he and his men were hungry, ate the ‘bread of the presence’.
Jesus tells them that the sabbath was made for humans and not the other way around.
Mark chapter 3. Things are heating up. Jesus goes to the synagogue once more. A man with a withered hand is there. People are watching to see whether Jesus heals the man on the sabbath. If he does, they will frame him with a sabbath-no-no charge.
(Were the people afraid of being expelled from their synagogue by the legal experts for going along with Jesus? Were they told to snitch on Jesus?)
Jesus asks the man to come forward. Jesus then questions the ready-to-jump-on-him group.
“Is it lawful to do good on the sabbath, or to do evil? To save life or to kill?”
The group (submitting to the authorities) remained silent.
Jesus is deeply upset with the hardheartedness of the lockstep group. He looks around a them angrily.
Jesus restores the man’s hand. The Pharisees see this as an act of insolence against their version of God’s law. They rush out and begin to plot with a political group – Hellenistic Jews called Herodians – against Jesus. They want to destroy Jesus (based on technicalities).
Healing a withered hand appears to be a non-issue for the legal experts and Pharisees. Power to say what the issues are is the most important matter to them. Power to make people dependent on them (like a vaccine that lasts six months and then requires booster after booster).
(I wonder. Do Jesus’ questions imply that doing good (and evil) and saving life (and killing) do not take a day off? Is he asking to what end keeping the sabbath serves? And, does it serve those who enforce it? Did the legal experts weaponize the sabbath to bring about conformity to their will? Would not doing what is good and saving life (as in the CDC not promoting Hydroxychloroquine and Ivermectin) be a crime against humanity?)
Following the underwhelming response of the synagogue zombies and seeing the reaction of the beard-stroking Pharisees, Jesus heads off toward the sea with his four disciples.
Great crowds of people are swarming him. There is a real danger that Jesus will be crushed by the crowd. Sick people are pushing in toward him to touch him (No masks or social distancing here!). The groaning of creation is growing louder. And so is the shrieking.
When the unclean spirits see Jesus, they fall down in front of him and yell “You are the son of God!”
Jesus goes up a mountain. He summons twelve men. He names them apostles. They are called to be with him, to be sent out as heralds, and to have authority to cast out demons. (Jesus shares his authority and power. It appears from the gospel accounts that the Pharisees and legal experts like to retain theirs.)
When the group descends and goes into a home for a meal, a crowd gathers again so they couldn’t even eat. When his family hears about this, they come to restrain him. “He’s out of his mind,” they say.
(Was calling Jesus a crazy man a way to distance themselves from Jesus? You bet it was. Was the family of Jesus afraid of the legal experts and authorities like those in the synagogue? Were they also afraid of being expelled from the synagogue? Was this name calling a betrayal of Jesus long before Peter’s betrayal of “I don’t know the man”?)
Head wagging legal experts came from Jerusalem. They had their own brand of groaning – the “tsk tsk” kind. They came, not because a man with a withered hand was healed. They came to take control of the situation. They want Jesus sidelined, canceled, boycotted.
When your credibility hinges on being self-important, you villainize others. The experts blacklisted Jesus by calling him possessed by Beelzebub. They discredited him by saying that Jesus did what he did by the prince of demons. This was their ‘science’.
Jesus pushes back, first by talking about the absurdity of their claim: “How can the Accuser cast out the Accuser?” He explains that a kingdom or a household split in two cannot last. Then, in no uncertain terms, he tells the people that if anyone blasphemes the holy spirit that sin will not be forgiven.
Jesus’ mother and brothers and sisters come to where he is and wait outside. They ask to see him (Did they come with a restraining order from the Pharisees?). Those sitting around Jesus see them outside and say “Look, you mother, brothers and sisters are looking for you!
“Who is my mother?” Jesus asks those with him. “Who is my brother?” He looks around at those sitting in circles around him. “Here is my mother. Here is my brother. Anyone who does God’s will is my brother, my sister and my mother.”
The showpieces of the self-righteous demand service to their drama. Right now, we have high drama as captured in the curse “May you live in interesting times”
We are told what to do. We must be vaxxed or be vilified. We must accept lies and lie to ourselves. We are told to submit to the Federal Pharisee guidelines. We must conform or be expelled from society or be crucified.
Right now, we are being told by the experts and authorities to mask up, take the jab, be gay, be effeminate, abort freely, hate our country, hate the color of our skin, hate our history and “follow the science”.
Right now, the entire creation is groaning and wanting relief. But drama from the experts and authorities is what we get.
Jesus dealt in simple terms. Do good. Save life. Put the world to rights. Relieve suffering and not add to it.
Follow the Savior. Can I get an “Amen”?
*****
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“We find that following the implementation of Shelter-in-Place (SIP) policies, excess mortality increases,” the researchers wrote. The researchers used SIP as a blanket term to refer to lockdowns, stay-at-home orders, and other similar draconian mandates.
It was 8 o’clock. Carl was late and not moving. Idling black buses with grating on the windows and large “In Science We Trust” logos on the sides backed up the streets of Whatchit. Carl hoped he wasn’t too late.
Carl finally saw the opening. He revved his bike, weaved between three buses and entered the alley behind Eatup. He parked the Ducati Multistrada behind the restaurant. He had to be careful. Facial recognition cameras were everywhere.
He got out a beard and glasses from the tank bag. Behind a dumpster, he took off his helmet and put on the beard with mustache. Earlier that morning he placed a piece of duct tape across the hairy opening.
Next, he put on dark sun glasses and a baseball cap. He adjusted his ‘mask’ in the bike’s rear-view mirror. Before he walked around to the front door, he put a clothespin across his nostrils. EatUp had a mask requirement sign on their door.
Carl would never wear a mask or take the jab. But that didn’t matter to Joe Collins, the owner of EatUp. Carl found that out and more from Stephanie.
~
EatUp was the gateway to a network of secret routes and safe houses – a passageway providing escape from the COVIDian masters. If you wanted to flee from the verbal whippings, the VaxVerify branding and being sent to slave quarters – the “Health” hotels and “Safe Space” internment camps – you found someone who knew Joe. Stephanie knew Joe.
Carl learned from Stephanie that Joe would provide IDs and safe passage to Jasper County in the western end of the state. There they would find The Community – a building-less church that met at different locations in remote areas. Evangelist Luke told Stephanie, “What’s the point of having a building were people sit in rows with masks on listening to Bible stories and sermons they’ve heard a thousand time before. We are a community of the alive, not of zombies.”
The people of The Community had set up a parallel society apart from the New World Social Order created by COVIDian overlords. The Community thrived with its own school, clinic, and a semi-barter economy. Teachers, nurses, doctors, lawyers, white hat hackers – a host of professionals who lost their employment when they said “no” to the jab – came to county and to The Community.
Those of The Community didn’t use email, texting or smartphones. They did not want to be monitored by the State and its contact tracing software. They threw away all electronic devices before they came into the group. Communication with the outside world was made possible with computers that white hat hackers set up to be untraceable. Otherwise, day to day, the people of The Community communicated solely one on one, mask-less, and with a handshake.
Jasper County declared itself a “Constitutional County” right after the insurrection on November 3rd 2020. When unconstitutional, tyrannical and immoral mandates started coming out of the Biden regime and the Blue State collaborators, The Community began.
Under the regime’s new dictator, COVID Swat teams were instituted. If there was no record of you being vaccinated, the CSTs would swoop in, grab you and send you to one of several “Safe Space” internment camps owned and operated by billionaires like Bill Gates. These same camps have laboratories where the organs and tissues of aborted humans are used to produce COVID vaccinations and genetic mutations. The people in these camps were the guinea pigs for lab tests.
The only direction that Joe gave Stephanie: go west out of town about 30 miles. You’ll see Hilts Farm Stand. Ask for Connie. She will ask for your password – “Brass Serpent”.
~
Carl jogged around to the main street. Heads turned. From the sidewalk he could see Stephanie sitting inside EatUp. She was looking at her watch. “Good, I’m not late!”
Carl went in and sat down at her table. A muffled “hello” came out from behind the getup.
“You’re quite a sight.”
“Whatever do you mean?” Carl’s right eyebrow arched above the rim of the sun glasses. “Imagination is the only mask I need.
“They keep looking inside.” Stephanie nodded to the gaggle of Emergency Use Authorized Deputies – OSHA’s COVID FIRST Officers – and bus drivers smoking cigarettes outside EatUp. “I’m afraid one of those EUADs will recognize me at any moment.”
“We need to move quickly.” Carl leaned over and picked up a bag. “I’ve brought a disguise for you, Ms. Stifleboner.”
“Stifleboner?! Is that the name you gave Joe? Couldn’t you pick a common name?”
“Here’s horn-rimmed glasses and a mole for your right cheek and a black wig. We’ll make a lovely couple.” Carl stood up and gave a wide sweep with his arms: “All the world’s a stage, and all the men and women merely players.”
“Sit down Shakespeare, you’re attracting too much attention. I’ll pay Joe, get our IDs and then go to the bathroom and put this stuff on. Then we better scat. There’s a swarm of COVIDians in this restaurant, too.” Stephanie left the table.
Outside, one of the EUADs saw Carl’s performance and his “MASK ON MASK OFF MASK ON” tee shirt. Officer Loucrats stomped out his smoke and went inside. There was a look of horror on the officer’s face as he walked up behind Carl. The back of Carl’s tee shirt read “I CAN’T BREATHE.”
Officer Loucrats came around the table and held up his phone to Carl’s face. “Take that clothespin off your nose.”
“If I do all the air will come out and I’ll fly around the room.
“I need to scan you for your COVID profile smart guy.”
“I’m not on Instagram, if you’re wondering. I have done Shakespeare in the park if you want an autograph.”
“What’s your name?” snarled Officer Loucrats.
“I’m Carl, Carl Libaum. Carl with a C L-i-p-b-a-u-m. Lipbuam”
“Hmmm. I’m not finding you in my system.”
“I was pooped out last week.”
“Listen wise guy, this COVID business is deadly serious.”
“I can tell by your grim reaper look and the face diaper.”
“We have places for people like you.”
“Yeah, I hear that your “Safe Space” internment gulag is a hoot. Satanic abortion and mask wearing rituals.”
“Are you vaccinated?” Officer Loucrats placed his hand on Carl’s shoulder.
“And here I thought you would be a “Don’t Ask Don’t Tell” kind of guy. Are you a ‘my body my choice, diversity, equity and inclusion kind of guy?”
“This is not about freedom. It is about personal choice: follow the science or be sent to a place where the science keeps a close eye on you.”
“To thine own eyes be true. If I go to your summer camp would that hurt my credit rating and my company’s ESG score?”
Officer Loucrats’ scowled. He was looking daggers at Carl. But Carl continued.
“Must I not serve a long apprenticehood To foreign passages, and in the end, Having my freedom, boast of nothing else But that I was a journeyman to grief?”
“Good effing grief, man! Sit down shut up and tell me if you are vaccinated!”
“Sir, I am waiting for my civil rights attorney. Ah. Here she is.”
Stephanie returned to the table. “Carl, dear, I’m ready. Let’s go.”
“Wait a minute!” COVID Officer Loucrats held out his hand like a stop sign when he saw The Great Escape movie poster tee shirt she was wearing.
“And you, what’s your name missy?
“I’m Stephanie . . . Stephanie Stifleboner.”
“Let’s see.” Officer Loucrats scanned her face with the phone. “Hmmmm. Stifleboner you said?” He began keying in the name and then stopped and looked up, brows furrowed.
“Some people have a hard time with that name.” Stephanie winked at Carl.
“How do you spell it?”
“Honey, show him your ID so we can get going.” Carl prompted Stephanie.
“Both of you, give me your covid passports,” Officer Loucrats snarled.
Carl handed Officer Loucrats a small booklet.
“What’s this?”
“Oh, that’s my daily devotional. I’m in good hands. I’m covered. You New World Order Guys should read it.”
“Do you have a vaccine passport or digital documentation of COVID certification? A QR code”?
“I have a patch.” Carl showed Officer Loucrats his nicotine patch.
“Do you have a vaccine passport?” Officer Loucrats demanded.
“Your commandant said that the science is changing. Does that mean that natural immunity is now “in” or is he pushing big pharma’s booster shot du jour?
“Again, do you have a vaccine passport or am I going to cart you and Ms. Stiflewhatever to one of our buses?
Carl took on a thoughtful pose. “Well Officer Loucrats, it appears that the very slight asymmetry of matter and antimatter that made it possible for us to have this lovely chat today is now in danger of dramatic reversal.”
“Do you . . .”
“Look at that!” Carl jumped up and pointed outside the window. “Climate change!”
“I see it too!” Joe walked up behind Officer Loucrats. He cajoled Officer Lucrats to go over and look out the window. As the two searched the skyline, Carl and Stephanie walked over to the kitchen, ducked behind the counter and below the order window and headed for the back door.
Officer Loucrats put his hands-on-the-hips, got up on his toes and then came down on his heels with a loud huff. “I don’t see no climate change.”
Joe pointed again, “You’re right. Climate change . . . see that cloud of smoke.”
“That’s smoke from their cigarettes, you buffoon. I know climate change when I see it. Hey where did those two go?”
“They left. Something about a wedding.” Joe walked back to the kitchen.
Outside, Carl gave Stephanie his helmet and got on the bike. He tossed the clothespin. Stephanie got on behind Carl and put her satchel of things between them. She held on to Carl.
Carl started the bike and revved the engine. He took off down alleyways and side streets until he came to Rte. 17, a route that would take him to the farm stand.
As he headed west, black buses were heading into Whatchit. As long as they were heading into town he wasn’t concerned. Thirty minutes later he pulled up to Hilts Farm Stand.
Three people stood behind the stand. Carl came up and spoke to the oldest. “Are you Connie?”
“Shhhh, not too loud. There are COVIDians everywhere. They’ll turn in you for a profit without giving you a thought. Yes, I’m Connie. Do you have something for me?”
“Ah . . .” Carl looked over at Stephanie.
“Brass Serpent,” Stephanie whispered.
“Good,” Connie replied. “I want you to bring your bike with me. We’re going up to the house. Shane and Esther, watch the stand for me. I’m taking these two to the house. You know what to do.” Connie turned to Carl and Stephanie. “These are my teenagers. The good Lord blessed me with those two.”
As they walked across the quarter acre of lawn leading to the house, Carl asked Connie “Is this your farm?
“Oh no,” Connie responded. This farm belongs to Billy and Betty. This is just a way station of sorts. You’ll stay with them until this evening. They’ll feed you. They have plenty of organic vegetables. And Betty’s apple pie is to die for. Then, we’ll drive to New Paradigm farm over in Jasper County. You better get some rest. Tonight, The Community is coming together for hoedown.”
While Shane and Esther were watching the stand, a black bus pulled up. The bus driver and officer Loucrats got out to smoke their cigarettes. After fifteen minutes, they came over to the farm stand and scanned the faces of Shane and Esther. Nothing came up on the COVID TracUDown system radar so they just looked at the tomatoes and corn and decided to buy a gross of each.
Officer Loucrats, still angry at his breakfast encounter with Carl, asked “Have you two seen a guy with a beard and a clothespin on his nose come through here going to a wedding?”
Shane took the grass he’d been chewing on out of his mouth. “No sir. We’d notice something like that and besides, there hain’t no weddings I know of. They’ve all been cancelled due to COVID mandates.”
Officer Loucrats went behind the stand and looked up at the farm house. “I think I’ll go have a look.”
“Help yourself,” Esther offered.
Shane asked “How many people ya got in that bus? Must be fifty. And why is the bus driver waving?”
Officer Loucrats turned around. The bus driver was yelling something and pointing at his watch. “Oh. That ole coot wants me to get a move on. I don’t move for nobody.”
He came back around to the front of the farm stand and paid for the corn and tomatoes. “If you see those two fugitives then you best call me right away.” Officer Loucrats gave Shane his card.
“Yes sir,” Shane responded. “I sure could use the reward money.”
“You and me both, kid.” With that, Officer Loucrats got on the bus and headed on his way.
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The drive to New Paradigm Farm was uneventful and yet strange. Carl’s Ducati was loaded onto the back of Connie’s ’76 Chevy C65 truck. Carl and Stephine sat in front with Connie. There was nothing peculiar about that or about the pale light from the full moon which gave the journey a mysterious aura, as if you were in an old black and white movie. But here Carl was. He was sitting in a truck going down a country road and leaving behind a life he had invested in because now nothing is what it seems any longer. He felt grief at the loss, relief to be rid of it and hope at the chance to live in a community that wanted to live in truth.
Connie pulled up to her barn. Her husband came out of the barn, got up on the truck step and gave her a kiss through the truck window. Then he helped Carl unload the Ducati and put it in the barn. Connie showed Stephanie where she and Carl would sleep that night. She told both of them to be ready for the Hoedown at 8 o’clock.
After a short drive over to New Paradigm Farm, Connie, her husband Rick, Stephanie, and Carl entered the new barn. The people of The Community had erected the barn over the past two weeks. Tonight, they would celebrate with music and dance.
Connie introduced Carl and Stephanie to as many people as she could. Finally, she told Pastor Johnson to introduce them to the crowd of over two hundred gathered that night.
“Ladies and Gentlemen.” Pastor Johnson thumped the microphone to make sure he was being heard. “Welcome to our barn raising hoedown on New Paradigm Farm. To preface this dedication, I want to say a few words to the newcomers.
“First of all, welcome to The Community! I ask that you do not see this community as a cloister or convent where one goes to become otherworldly. I ask that you plant both feet on the ground and help us to continue self-sustainability.
We – The Community – we see this enterprise as a down-to-earth place where one thrives and thinks independently without fear of reprisal. I ask that you see The Community as a habitation zone that is a world apart from the system of appearances and lies. I ask that you see this community as the means to nourish a continuity of political thought that founded this country.
The Community is not hiding from the world. Here we are in Jasper County, a “Constitutional County” that is making itself known as a county that respects the Constitution and the rights of citizens. No, we are not hiding from the world. But we will keep ourselves, like survivors of domestic abuse, from being exposed to those who have threatened, coerced, and beaten us daily.”
“Pastor,” Connie called out. “Don’t forget what I told you.”
“Oh? Oh yes.” Pastor Johnson cleared his throat. “Tonight, I want you to welcome the newcomers and make them feel at home. Connie asked that I give a special welcome to Carl and Stephanie. Welcome to The Community family Carl and Stephanie.
“Now,” Pastor Johnson waved his hands to quiet the group. “We dedicate this barn to the glory of God for use in his kingdom here on earth. Amen. Let the music begin.”
The fiddlers began their hash calls. Clapping followed and dancing. As the tempo increased the dancers began to move to one another without pauses. The improvised patter calls challenged the dancers surprising them with unexpected choreography.
After a jig and a waltz, Carl and Stephanie went outside to get some air.
“What do you think Carl?” Stephanie asked.
“You know. No one said a word about COVID the whole night. I can breathe. I can finally breathe . . . Imagine . . . we don’t have to imagine. There are people in the world who are constantly at odds with us and our freedom. They would have us serve their god COVID.”
The full moon, now behind a grove of trees, cast long shadows on the field before them.
“C’mere Steph. Why do I feel like singing Somewhere from West Side Story?”
Please act to retain all current religious, philosophical, and medical exemptions for vaccinations — especially for COVID-19 — in our state. And whenever possible, please add to or expand the exemptions for vaccinations.
Also, please ensure that nobody is coerced into taking the vaccine through social/economic ostracization. This includes “vaccine passports” that some states, the federal government, and other world governments are implementing.
There was no reduction in per-population daily mortality, hospital bed, ICU bed, or ventilator occupancy of COVID-19-positive patients attributable to the implementation of a mask-wearing mandate.
“We will be looking at what contract tracing looks like in the New World Order.”
Is the Australian government trying to rile everyone up or do they just want everyone to know that they no longer care about keeping their ambitions secret?
Dr. Kazuhiro Nagao on Japanese TV saying he's used #ivermectin as early treatment for over 500 covid patients with practically 100% success rate. Asks for nationwide use.
Dr. Nagao is director of the Nagao Clinic and a university professor.
Nigeria has announced its citizens will no longer be able to visit Churches or Mosques and will not have access to banking services from the 2nd week in September without proof of vaccination.
“We have entered, as I see it, a spiritual limbo. Our educational institutions are no longer the bearers of high culture, and public life has been deliberately moronised. But here and there, sheltered from the noise and glare of the media, the old spiritual forces are at work” Roger Scruton
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“When a common culture declines, the ethical life can be sustained and renewed only by a work of the imagination.”-Roger Scruton
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“Jesus prayed, “This is eternal life, that they may know You . . .” (John 17:3). The real meaning of eternal life is a life that can face anything it has to face without wavering. If we will take this view, life will become one great romance— a glorious opportunity of seeing wonderful things all the time. God is disciplining us to get us into this central place of power.” Oswald Chambers
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“No power on earth or in hell can conquer the Spirit of God in a human spirit, it is an inner unconquerableness.” Oswald Chambers
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To those who have had no agony Jesus says, “I have nothing for you; stand on your own feet, square your own shoulders. I have come for the man who knows he has a bigger handful than he can cope with, who knows there are forces he cannot touch; I will do everything for him if he will let Me. Only let a man grant he needs it, and I will do it for him.” The Shadow of an Agony,Oswald Chambers
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“If we wish to erect new structures, we must have a definite knowledge of the old foundations.” John Calvin Coolidge
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Atheism is a post-Christian phenomenon.
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If social justice looks like your hand in someone else’s pocket then you are stealing.
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“In Sweden, giving to charity, absurdly, came to be considered a lack of solidarity, since it undermined the need for the welfare state.” – Roland Martinsson
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“…to love democracy well, it is necessary to love it moderately.” Alexis de Tocqueville
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Capitalism seeks to help others through a servce or product it provides. Free Market Capitalism is the most moral and fair economic system available to man. Capitalism augments personal growth, responsibility and ownership. Charity flourishes under capitalism. Charity dies under subjective “fair share” government confiscatory policies. Socialism redistributes ambivalence and greed.
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“We are to regard existence as a raid or great adventure; it is to be judged, therefore, not by what calamities it encounters, but by what flag it follows and what high town it assaults. The most dangerous thing in the world is to be alive; one is always in danger of one’s life. But anyone who shrinks from that is a traitor to the great scheme and experiment of being.” G.K. Chesterton
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Any intelligent fool can make things bigger, more complex, and more violent.
It takes a touch of genius – and a lot of courage – to move in the opposite direction. Albert Einstein
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“You shall know the truth and the truth shall make you odd.” Flannery O’Connor
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“There is but one good; that is God. Everything else is good when it looks to Him and bad when it turns from Him.” C.S. Lewis, The Great Divorce
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“Though He slay me, yet will I trust Him” (Job 13:15).
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God’s grace is not about the allowance for sin. God’s grace is about the conversation God allows regarding sin.
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From the book of Proverbs: We are not to favor the rich or the poor. We are to pursue justice.
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“Always keep in contact with those books and those people that enlarge your horizon and make it possible for you to stretch yourself mentally.” Oswald Chambers
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One goldfish says to another, “If there is no God who keeps changing the water?”
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“The truth is always there in the morning.”
From Cat On A Hot Tin Roof script – playwright Tennessee Williams
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God blesses those who hunger and thirst for justice, for they will be satisfied.
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“America’s greatness has been the greatness of a free people who shared certain moral commitments. Freedom without moral commitment is aimless and promptly self-destructive.” John W. Gardner
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“Men of integrity, by their very existence, rekindle the belief that as a people we can live above the level of moral squalor. We need that belief; a cynical community is a corrupt community.” John W. Gardner
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“In the world it is called Tolerance, but in hell it is called Despair, the sin that believes in nothing, cares for nothing, seeks to know nothing, interferes with nothing, enjoys nothing, hates nothing, finds purpose in nothing, lives for nothing, and remains alive because there is nothing for which it will die.” Dorothy L. Sayers
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“Art, like morality, consists of drawing the line somewhere.”
G. K. Chesterton
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“The battle line between good and evil runs through the heart of every man.” Alexander Solzhenitsyn
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This is what the LORD says:
“Stand at the crossroads and look;
ask for the ancient paths,
ask where the good way is, and walk in it,
and you will find rest for your souls.
But you said, ‘We will not walk in it.’
-The prophet Jeremiah, 6:16
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“…our common task is not so much discovering a truth hiding among contrary viewpoints as it is coming to possess a selfhood that no longer evades and eludes the truth with which it is importunately confronted.” James McClendon, Ethics: Systematic Theology, Vol. 1
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Cindy Wity 
Shelf Life
January 16, 2022 Leave a comment
(Begin recording)
Ahem . . .
A dust collecting barge circling the globe is not the most exciting life. And, when I say “circling the globe”, I don’t mean chugging down Amsterdam canals one week and slogging down Bangkok Klongs the next. I mean orbiting the globe.
Dealing with circumplanetary dust – comet dust, asteroidal dust, interstellar dust, floating paint chips, and the like–is my business. I’m the street sweeper of cosmic dust. I leave the large objects, the meteoroids and minimoons, for others.
At last count there are about 35,000 pieces of debris and over 12,000 satellites in orbit around the earth. And, despite requirements for satellite deorbit and disposal, the junk continues to escalate.
And, when I say “my business” I mean my punishment. I was exiled by a group I call MASK – Massive Administrative State KGB. MASK is a conglomeration of bureaucrats under principalities and powers.
MASK insurrectionists took over on November 3rd, 2020. That was the day democracy was denied There were no lawful elections held after that day. The Committee for Democracy Security comprised of big tech, big pharma, and White House personnel made sure of that.
In the year following the November 3rd insurrection, MASK instituted the Four Vexations Campaign. The four vexations -the unvaxxed, climate change deniers, Christians, and cosmic dust – are said by MASK to severely threaten public health
I was exiled into space because I vexed MASK all four ways. I was never willing to be vaxxed, so I became an outcast. I refused to pay the fine for not owning an EV, so I became a climate change criminal. I inaugurated the worldwide Christ the King Day, so I was charged with sedition, and by default, I am cosmic dust.
Delores, my wife, turned me in to MASK agents at Krocer’s. I just happened to sneak into the store without a mask. I was in aisle five looking for taco sauce. As I surmised later, masked Delores was in the produce department flirting with the masked produce guy Joey.
Joey touted the latest store promotion to Delores: “Turn in the unvaxxed and receive a month’s food ration from Krocer’s and five credit score points”.
So, Delores received a month’s food ration at MASK-approved Krocer’s after serving me up. How would you like to learn that after forty years of marriage you are worth thirty days of food? Our marriage was banished to the dust bin of history.
Now, when I say “my wife turned me in” I mean she was not alone. When I refused vaccinations, a criminal risk assessment algorithm used my social credit score to determine the likelihood that I would be a repeat unvaxxer. On International COVID Justice Day I was pronounced “Guilty of Non-compliance with Rules 7 & 8 of the COVID Justice Code”. I was sentenced to orbit the earth until I vaxx or die.
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“Collection One to Base Two. Collection One to Base Two. I’m ready to dump this load.”
“Copy Collection One. Atmos7 will approach at 1300 hours SCET.”
“Copy Digitilissimo.”
The Base Two commander doesn’t like it when I call her Digitilissimo. She has made herself known to me in no uncertain terms: “I am a Latina. I am a woman of color, I am a mom, I am a cisgender millennial who’s been diagnosed with generalized anxiety disorder,” . . . “I am intersectional, but my existence is not a box-checking exercise.”
This woman is not qualified to run anything but she checks the boxes for her MASK bosses. That explains her “generalized anxiety disorder”.
Why the nickname Digitilissimo? The woman is no longer human. She has vaccine-delivered nano circuitry up the wazoo. I have her IP address.
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My dust barge Collection One is fitted with a huge microbe tank. There is a large intake/dump valve at one end. Inside the tank – genetically-edited dust eating microbes. When they eat their fill of cosmic dust particles, they poop out pellets. The pellets are then extruded into bars and then loaded onto disposal ships like Atmos 7.
Disposal ships take the cosmic debris a half a parsec or so away from our solar system. Then they shoot the load off toward the black hole Pōwehi, where it will be added into a swirl of dust, stars, gas, and visible light that circles the edge of the hole before being sucked inside.
For my grandkids who may someday hear this recording, the name Pōwehi or “embellished dark source of unending creation” came from an ancient Hawai’ian chant called Kumulipo or source of darkness. The chant describes the creation of the universe. Pōwehi is roughly 54 million light-years away from my dust trawler
Grandkids. How many now?
I hear nothing from anyone. I didn’t take Alphonse with me into space. Bringing a parrot into space would, of course, be a first. Imagine the mess! Sadly, MASK agents reprogrammed my parrot during my solitary confinement at Base Ten. Alphonse now repeats “Wear a mask” and “Get the jab”. There is another parrot on board.
The ship’s intercom repeats over and over again “Your individual choice affects everyone. Give up your individual rights and freedom for the greater good! Conform!”
The loop is part of the reprogramming technique used by the party. What party, you ask? The CCP – Committee for Conformity of Practice. The endless droning narrative is meant to “instill” into the subconscious a desire for behavioral change – submission to the CCP. So, I put on my unplugged headphones to block the blather. Another technique is isolation.
Beaglegeuse, my dog and right hand, I had to leave behind. MASK is now training him to sniff out the unvaccinated. I also had to resign my position in the Society for Acronym Suppression and Extinction. That’s S -A -S -E for the acronym dependent.
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Spending a year in microgravity, circling the Earth constantly at nearly 8km/s, really does change a person, not that I needed changing.
I am now over 6 feet tall. I am 3% taller than my earth height because my spinal disks are no longer compressed by gravity. My heart rate has increased to maintain blood pressure compensating for the 20% decrease in the volume of blood in my body. And, because I no longer need to fight gravity my muscles atrophy and osteoporosis will also occur.
Since I’m moving faster than my twin on earth, I will be younger than Emmett if I ever return to earth. That’s according to special relativity. According to MASK special relativity, Emmett may be in orbit trawling for dust soon. Last I heard, he was detained by MASK agents in a 7/Eleven. He was buying a roll of Lifesavers without wearing a mask.
There are things unchangeable about me. But now, in whirling exile, the unchangeable me is reached only by recall: I am rain in the forest – effervescent, beading, dripping onto the trail. I am wind that shakes the leaves into shivers. I am bursting cracking thunder. I am torrent, rippling, babbling, tranquil water. I am field of sunbathing sunflowers. I am blade of grass. I am dust and I am resistance in mega-ohms.
No, I am not a tree-hugging soy boy softie. If I was, I wouldn’t be floating in a hunk of metal sweeping up the long-decayed cometary trails and the remains of digital communication satellite collisions.
I don’t miss the digital world one bit. I hate logging in. I hate usernames, passwords, two-pass authentications. I hate network errors. I hate needing security software, firewalls, and VPNS. I hate the whole 64-bit process. I prefer paper and conversations and meeting actual people.
I hate streaming media. I hate the utter annoyance of commercials and clichés. I do miss Mystery Science Theater, however. I asked MASK for a regular MST broadcast but MASK took it personally and said “NO!”.
Anyway, I hate viewing life through a screen – authentication error! I hate digital images. I hate the pretense of significance the frame provides. And, why give your life to streaming bits and bytes? Why not climb K2 or hike the Appalachian Trail?
With the rise of mass media including the “internet of things”, madness has accelerated and deepened. Why the hell speed up and support the ultra-wide band of mass formation psychosis with 5GUW? In orbit, during the analog of my days devoid of digital diversion, I am able to think outside the data-streaming box. I can pray without unceasing noise.
In case you are wondering, I keep busy. Orbit is orbit, so, I don’t have to bother much with dials and buttons except to keep track of the barge’s dust level gauge. Day to day, beside getting taller and Gumby-like, I’m working on a transactional reality self-help book: I’m OK, You’re CONTROLLING.
The book focuses on the State-as-parent-citizen-as-child relationship. That unnatural bond is enforced by the MASK overloads in their pursuit for COVID justice. I provide insight as to how to throw off that unhealthy and even deadly co-dependency. Briefly, one creates a sphere of truth in a parallel society apart from the State.
The State, as my own account relates, is controlling and manipulative. Mother State, with its media teat, suckles citizens into dependence. Mother State’s milk supports perpetual adolescence, hence the Neverland of citizens that refuse to grow up.
The emotional abuse produced by the “Glorious Motherland”-State has several characteristics, as detailed in my book:
Big Mother doesn’t respect your boundaries.
Big Mother competes for your attention via State media.
Agents of Big Mother have an ON/OFF empathy switch that is used for their own ends – ON to cajole into submission, OFF to ignore your concerns; they appear caring in public and in private, cruel and unfeeling. Theirs is the Ministry of A PAT ON THE HEAD AND A KICK IN THE PANTS.
Agents of Big Mother want you to think you are crazy for not listening to them. To show that they ‘care’ they use shaming tactics such as enforcing mask mandates to get citizens to listen. Big Mother declares itself the Adult with “the science”. Citizens are posited as crude and ignorant test subjects.
Agents of Big Mother present themselves as victims, manipulating any situation to garner sympathy and support. Mother State uses existential threats to consolidate power.
Agents of Big Mother avoid personal accountability and use other people for their own ends.
A play – Death of a Dustman – is my next project. The play, soon to be autobiographical, ends with the last days of a dustman to provide comic relief for his family. The main character is a dust barge pilot who dies on board and then is eaten up by dust-eating microbes and then excreted out into space. The dustman’s remains reanimate on Jupiter’s moon Ganymeade and become an endoparasitoid lifeform that consumes mandators. The life form returns to earth to feed. The sulphury smell of the mandators makes them easy prey.
I’ll have Dale Arden – that’s my nickname for Betty – sneak these manuscripts and this recording back to earth. I’ll hook up with the ISS and Dale in a couple of months when my barge is restocked. Dale is not one of those Clay people that melt or blend into the background. She doesn’t wear the veneer of intersectionality. Dale is an adventurous, independent and beautiful woman. When I think of Dale, I hear Astor Piazzolla’s tango music. And that’s all I’m gonna say about that!
I have noted in my log book that every once in a while, out of the corner of my eye, I see a dark image flash by. The image is not in or outside the barge. It is somewhere to my right. I know that seeing this isn’t due to my time in space. I’ve seen the same fleeting dark images on earth. Dark forces are at work in the cosmos. Dark forces have joined forces with the self-proclaimed earth-gods. The Mother State feeds on Dark Power.
Earth-gods, you see, feed on the experience of power to charge the battery of their self-importance – their pride of life. Jesus was tempted to do the same. During forty days in the wilderness, Jesus, was offered a power ‘opportunity’ by the Satan. Jesus saw the psyop offer as an abuse of his power: Do not put the Lord your God to the test.
Now, how do you discern the humans from the earth-gods? Humans, with a notion of the transcendent, attach themselves to creative forces to multiply and flourish. Humans accept responsibility for their actions. Humans are capable of love which does not defame, entrap or hold hostage another.
The earth-gods, bound to their notion that man is just a clump of chemical-reaction-neuron-firing cells, attach themselves to power in order to replicate their deformed simulacrum of man in humans. The earth gods never accept responsibility. The earth gods instead blame others. The earth gods live in the moment, beyond judgement and shame. They choose power over love.
Because of the unchecked desire for unchecked power, the earth gods are wreaking havoc on earth. To wit: during 2022 a worldwide famine began which continues to kill millions. People can no longer find fresh drinking water because of the decay.
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I see that the dust level gauge is approaching overload. Looks like I have to wrap up this recording.
Remember grand-kiddos: the earth-gods are dust. They will experience the end of their power in a dust to dust and ashes to ashes recall.
The earth-gods resent the new creation. That is why I am in orbit and not on earth fighting the good fight. And that is why you must continue the Christ the King celebration. I want all Christians everywhere to take days off and celebrate Christ the King. I want there to be royal fanfares and parades, royal decrees, lavish feasts – food, wine, music, and dancing – with men and women in courtly costume, and fireworks.
When you dust a shelf, think of me. And when I say “think of me”, I mean . . .
Eeeeeeo Eeeeeeo Eeeeeeo Eeeeeeo
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Episode 1560 – The Day the Bottom Fell Out of Biden’s Regime
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Informed Dissent:
Massive Study of 145 Countries Finds Huge Increase in Death Following Vaccinations – DailyVeracity
16,000 Physicians Agree – by Robert W Malone MD, MS (substack.com)
We Are Watching The Mass Murder Of Millions Warns Dr. Malone In Exclusive Interview (freeworldnews.tv)
Jan. 04, 2022 – 14:04 – ‘Tucker Carlson Tonight’ host analyzes ‘completely irrational’ coronavirus policies.
Tucker: COVID lunacy will end in 2022 | Fox News Video
Denmark health chief says Omicron is about to END the pandemic — The Republic Brief
Unprecedented: Deaths in Indiana for ages 18-64 are up 40% (substack.com)
What if the largest experiment on human beings in history is a failure? (substack.com)
Death by Vaccine?
Indiana life insurance CEO says deaths are up 40% among people ages 18-64 | Indiana | thecentersquare.com
‘Good News’: mRNA Scientist Says Omicron Looks Like Something Vaccinologist Would Design on Purpose (westernjournal.com)
“Huge Numbers” of Children Refusing to Wear Face Masks in School – Summit News
CDC Website Reveals Police Power Will be Used at Quarantine Stations for the “Benefit of Society” (thegatewaypundit.com)
CDC Director Rochelle Walensky — “The overwhelming number of deaths, over 75%, occurred in people who had at least four co-morbidities. So really these are people who were unwell to begin with.”
Rochelle Walensky admits the truth… – CITIZEN FREE PRESS
You Know Global Elites Are Triggered When The Propaganda Institutions Collaborate To Refute “Mass Formation Psychosis” | ZeroHedge
Important Omicron/COVID Research (substack.com)
Federal Entity in DC Is Keeping a List of Individuals Who Refused Vaccine Based on Religious Grounds (thegatewaypundit.com)
Indiana bill would prohibit providers from discouraging use of ivermectin for COVID-19 (wlwt.com)
How to Win the War Against Tyranny- Interview with Pam Popper (bitchute.com)
Behind Gain of Function – Project Veritas:
If you die from the vaccine you won’t get COVID.
Autopsy — 93% of deaths caused by Vaccine… – CITIZEN FREE PRESS
Bhakdi Burkhardt autopsy results show shows 93% of deaths caused by Vaccine
https://www.brighteon.com/3b94ac61-8a45-4dd6-9890-23c6d878d433
Socrates, Thought Police, Ivermectin and Uttar Pradesh (substack.com)
Sci-fi types of medical implants will be here soon (greenwichtime.com)
COVID Passport Microchip Developer Says Chipping of Humans Happening “Whether We Like it or Not” – Summit News
Resiliency: Surviving in the age of censorship, propaganda and cancel culture (substack.com)
LA Times Columnist Says Mocking Anti-Vaxxers Deaths is “Necessary” – Summit News
The Lie that is Anthony Fauci:
James O’Keefe strikes again… – CITIZEN FREE PRESS
Welcome to Illinois:
Parents Horrified As School Hosts ‘SATAN Club’ For Children – Summit News
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