“Physicians around the globe, you may be pardoned once for having been lulled and gulled by the great deceivers who are steering this criminal operation. But now you are on the brink of a precipice. If you allow yourself to be instrumentalized again, you will be guilty of complicity in mass murder. The fall from the precipice will plunge you into the deepest recesses of living hell from which you will never escape. Stop injecting these ungodly agents. Recall that you are homo sapiens gifted with the power of thought, and return, before it is too late, to the ethics of your once so noble profession.”—Dr. Sucharit Bhakdi
That was 2021 this is 2023. Too late, too late. They are all nothing more than pharmaceutical salesmen and saleswomen. Some have transitioned into CV19 activists, writers and podcast superstars. Some are protein powder salesmen and saleswomen, but a part of me can’t blame them. Their profession has lost all credibility.
Max Igan was interviewed the other day from this guy from Australia and he mentioned that the number three cause of death in Australia was caused by doctors. I’d bet in the US it is either number one or number two.
I did a garden talk session about this. I mentioned it was the physicist Tom Campbell who believes there are heinous crimes that we can commit during our human lifetime process of which will eternally remove us from it or eternally stamp us out as a conscious energy source. It is worse than the Christian hell. I lean heavily towards Tom’s position.
Whomever is knowingly participating in this genocide to wipe out the human population faces that punishment. Doctors are at the top of the list. And those doctors gleefully profiting off this genocide border the same fate in my opinion and that is why I’ve been so vocal about it and made attempts to get them to work for free during this human crisis.
“The fall from the precipice will plunge you into the deepest recesses of living hell from which you will never escape.”
I was once again called down to help out with a person who had gone into a diabetic coma. The first time I was called I had to smash a garage window to get inside, then pry open the door from the garage into the house. Then pry open his locked bedroom door. The second time I didn’t have to destroy anything because he forgot to lock the garage door and we found him passed out on a couch in his family room.
A few days ago I wrote Chopping down the CDC and I referenced possessed madman Jack Torrance chopping his way through a door. That was me last night—COINCIDENCE?
I had to chopped through his bedroom door to get at him. Thank God for cheap ass doors.
Once I got the door split in half I was able to see him on the floor and what he used to barricade himself inside. He was using these bracing jacks. From a giant immovable dresser to the door. If I didn’t chop through the door there’d be no way to get inside. His wife has no idea where he got them.
The VRR to the rescue. We are not just a pretty face in this war. We fucking save lives here. Have you considered upgrading to our full life saving experience?
My recorded damage to their house so far:
1 broken window
2 broken doors
1 door chopped in half and a partridge in a pear tree
Upon recovering the patient was not very happy seeing his bedroom door chopped in two. I’ve asked for a picture of the door but it has already been replaced. I asked for a picture of it before it gets disposed of.
The arriving firefighters were slightly rude, irritated and annoyed. We know each other now. “Hi Mike. Which room is he in?”
“His bedroom. I went and chopped the door in half for you.”
“Thanks, appreciate that.”
They went through the motions and a medic arrived administered the required amount of insulin and the patient made a quick recovery. For the record the patient is not fully CV19 vaccinated. He took one shot and then justified paranoia took over his thoughts and he refused to take anymore making him far more mentally stable then those promoting the vaxx as safe.
Dr. Michael Yeadon is calling out Dr. Robert Malone in a public letter.
https://substack.com/notes/post/p-126461353
It looks like Dr. David Martin is getting dumped in there as well. Do we add all of his friends, Steve Kirsch, Robert Kennedy Jr? I talked on the phone for over an hour to one of the leading scientists and I threw out the name Robert Malone. This scientist is not on the Dr. Malone fan train. “He doesn’t know what he’s talking about.” Then how did he fool so many? Because the frontline doctors refused to point a finger at him and challenge him. He was attracting a huge amount of attention. Attention is addicting. Profitable too.
He boasts on his Substack he has tens of thousands of paid subscribers. I can’t fault him for boasting. We boast too. We have none.
I made a comment to the Dr. Yeadon article. I ask why did Dr. Yeadon make this public? Why didn’t he just email Dr. Malone? I would think he’d have a greater chance of getting a response from Dr. Malone. Perhaps he wants Dr. Malone to know he will publish his response. Let’s see if Dr. Malone responds. Doubt it. Let’s see if his friends start distancing themselves from him.
The fall from the precipice will plunge you into the deepest recesses of living hell from which you will never escape.
For four days in a row now I’ve encountered a deer or multiple deer. I’ve never had this experience before. On day one I encountered two deer separated by two miles. On day two I encountered a deer running at me on the sidewalk. On day three I was walking on a park trail behind a baseball field. I saw the deer across the field.
It then stopped, turned around and got on the trail and I waited for it.
This morning I went out at 5:52am. About a mile from my house, I encountered two deer. They walked across the road to join me just as the deer had done on day one.
As a spirit animal the deer represents grace, gentleness, intuition, and sensitivity.
What if the deer crosses your path four days in a row from four different directions; then what does it mean?
I’ve officially named both of my crows now, Django and Djenga. Pictures coming as soon as the female stops being so shy.
I ran a silent session in the garden two nights ago. The reason for the session, from my bed I could hear a sound in the garden that sounded like morse code. It was an energy pulse. Man-made or other I don’t know.
The session started at 1:57am and ran until 4:06am. At timepoint 1:09:13 a great horned owl showed up.
It woke me but since I already had the recorder running outside I didn’t go out. Now I regret that decision.
I do the intro and then add in the owl.
"What if the deer crosses your path four days in a row from four different directions; then what does it mean?"
It means you found the perfect spot to put up a deer-stand.
Of course the Native Americans knew about the sacredness of deer, but they also knew the sacredness of a good venison stew, a pair of moccasins, deer hide clothes, leather gloves, and all the other things they made out of the deer. Naturally deer would mean providence, as in life giving qualities, as well as the skills to gather and make from it their necessities.
Frequently I have had dreams about deer. They will come across my path, but no matter what, every single time I dream of a deer I can't pull the trigger on my gun. It's like the safety is on all the time.
It's prob. because life is sacred and it can't be taken or given lightly.