A Kingdom of Distorted Mirrors
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Jul 21 |
I had a dream, a very strange dream about being
“peacefully” enslaved by “well-intended” invading people who wanted to control
my sexuality for life. It was all “peaceful” and “family-like” as long as I
submitted by body to their authority, which claimed that sex was not to be had
under any circumstances because it was from now on forbidden.
The dream was so vivid and so unpleasantly bizarre
that I woke up with a 2019 mind, as if the past a year and a half have never
happened, and I have not been bathing in the gradually warming water inside the
pot.
Through the power of an intensified dream
experience, an entire year and a half of abuse fell off—and as I looked around,
I felt like I had gone traveling, and arrived in a bizarre sci-fi kingdom of
distorted mirrors and people who had been poisoned by professional criminals,
with great cruelty and precision. A kingdom ruled by cold-blooded
psychopaths.
Like a fairy tale about lying villains.
As I look around, I don’t recognize this
land.
What happened to us?
Force-masking little children and depriving their
growing brains of oxygen?
Forcefully locking old people inside nursing homes
and euthanizing some of them, in silence, with compete impunity, with zero
attention from the public?
Chasing after free citizens with syringes filled
with a lucrative concoction of carcinogenic nanoparticles and synthetic mRNA
whose long-term effects are entirely unknown?
Silencing respected scientists and doctors who dare talk about the alarming
data coming in regarding the safety of what’s in the syringe?
WTF?
And don’t give me this “health emergency”
television narrative. Just don’t. It’s been a year and a half, and I am tired
of deflecting bullshit.
It was okay to be terrified a year and a half
ago—and we all were, and we all complied in varying degrees, and wore the
stupid masks, and danced the dance of “two weeks to flatten the curve, and
____.”
But now?
Look around.
Where is reality?
The news narrative falls apart from the slightest poke. You breathe on it—and
it falls apart. There is almost nothing true about it. And if you poke a little
deeper, you discover with incredible disgust there never was.
I am screaming on the inside. We have been
duped!!!
A lot of what they did to the elders in nursing
homes was murder, and that murder was used to scare us even more.
A lot of what they did to hospital patients was
medical mismanagement, some of which was also murder, and it was used to scare
us even more.
The stats were rigged.
The hospitals weren’t overrun any more than they
were in preceding years.
The diagnostic tests—nuance aside—weren’t suitable
to diagnose clinical disease—and it was known—and yet they went right ahead
enforcing them, to scare us even more.
The lucrative industry plans to introduce multiple
mandatory adult injections on a massive scale predated the “pandemic”—and so
did the plans to put everyone on digital IDs to control every aspect of our
lives—and so did the plans to refocus the healthcare on “gene therapy” and
“precision medicine”—and so did the plans to move education online as much as
possible for data capture—and so did many other components of the wretched
transhumanist reform.
Health response?
Really?
We need to stop doing this.
We just need to stop doing this.
We just need to snap out of it.
Wake up.
I love you.
Please wake up.
(Here is a
segment of my interview with Mark Crispin Miller from April 2021. It still stands.)
COMMENTS (a few):
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"What happened to us?" Tessa asks
in a state of confusion. The answer is what has happened to us AND
by us for a very long time is this.... “The 2 Married Pink Elephants In The
Historical Room –The Holocaustal Covid-19 Coronavirus Madness: A
Sociological Perspective & Historical Assessment Of The Covid
“Phenomenon”” by Rolf Hefti at https://www.rolf-hefti.com/covid-19-coronavirus.html and you will know and understand, releasing
you from your condition of confusion. |
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Jul 22Liked by Tessa Lena I have had a hard time recently with my own
thoughts and perspective, which comes as a shock to me sometimes, but not
other times, depending upon my thoughts and perspective at the moment. I'd
like to say that I'm usually a lot more stable than this, and I might be, but
it's hard to tell when you are evaluating yourself in choppy-waters. Jenny
helps. Thanks Jenny! You might or might not be experiencing ups
and downs of your personal perspective as broad abstractions get pierced by
little flying-realities on a daily basis. Whatever worldview any of us may
have, it is breaking down in the parts where we use it to predict the near
and slightly more distant future, and to judge what our best plans and
actions should be today, tomorrow and next month. We can see things shifting, becoming less
reliable, becoming more threatening and demanding, more divisive at every
turn. We can see that this has happened before in history, but we never
understood it from our vantage points. I don't know that "understanding
it" is a good description now, either, but I'm starting to get it. It's a feeling of desperation. We might all
feel like it's mostly a personal thing, but I really don't think it is. I
think I personally feel anxiety and desperation and frustration, anger,
judgementality, and I don't think I'm alone. I honestly think these feelings
suffuse a large human group when resources start to get tight. The clinginess is like a drowning swimmer
drowning the would-be rescuer. I took life-saving in college . I
eventually saved a life in Galveston Bay. We could both have died. We wondered for a couple of hours. It was
not yet that day.. It was actually somewhat calmer than living
in Austin, Texas in 2021. And we have it a lot better in Texas than most
places in this desperate world. I keep growing vegetables. I keep treating
patients. I am about to bike to the clinic again. I am sharing my feelings with you. https://www.johndayblog.com/2021/07/no-longer-abstract.html |
