“The ones who are crazy enough to think they can change the world are the ones who do.”—Steve Jobs
In my previous career as a programmer / machinist I would at times encounter major problems either with the programming or the machine process. At home in the evening I would have this discussion with myself, “Think man, think.” Sometimes I would awaken in the night or early morning and the answer comes to me. I would jump out of bed and email the answer to my work email and go back to bed. Many times I would awaken in the morning and remember I emailed myself but I couldn’t remember the answer to the problem. A fun surprise awaited me at work.
Last night I was looking over my construction project. A race to get done before our family gathering on Christmas Eve. The wall is up and the mudding process is on like donkey kong.
A voice comes through, “Go big.”
“What do you mean go big?”
“Your family gathering on Christmas Eve—go big.”
“You mean splurge, enjoy them, laugh, have fun, and drink a lot of wine?”
“It could be the last Christmas with them. Go big.”
When the voice came through my evening was winding down fast. After spending three hours clearing off global warming snow I was quite tired. A few glasses of red wine enhanced it. I had many article choices for today’s post, but decided then to write “go big. We don’t know when Mr. Suddenly is going to show up for our vaccinated family. Ninety five percent of mine are vaccinated. This could easily be their last Christmas—my last Christmas with them.
Would I remember “go big,” when I awaken in the morning? Don’t chance it. Email yourself.
I started warning my family and friends on March 2, 2020. I never stopped warning them. I think their position early on was, Mike is a dumbshit—foolishly risking his health and the health of everyone around him. With all of their adverse effects from the shit shot I see an awakening happening and Mike isn’t looking like a dumbshit anymore. They treat me different now. I sense a dreaded fear inside them. If I could read their thoughts it would read, “Shit. I totally fucked up. Just keep it to myself. Maybe it turns out ok.” Their thoughts are also reading, “My doctor is a liar. My other doctor is a liar too. They lied about this, all of it.” They’re confused.
So my rush is on to get my house projects completed, paint, floor, toilet install, vanity install and then “go big” on Christmas Eve. Shower them with love, hugs, handshakes, kisses, and fun gifts, food, wine, beer, music and entertainment, (me as Santa). The only family I saw last Christmas was my daughter and my granddaughter. My two year old granddaughter debunked Santa. She yelled out, “Pops.” She’s another year older and I think after this year she will stamp Santa a permanent fraud. Smart girl.
Go big everyone.
From the start of the Scam, we told family and friends: Hey, they're telling us these "vaccines" are experimental---we're NOT taking them, we think you should hold back! It didn't work. Now we're hearing of respiratory problems, heart issues, rapid-moving Alzheimer's, cancers, autoimmune disease in family and friends. We look at loved ones and wonder if there may be a ticking time bomb in their bodies. We never say anything. I think Mike has the right idea. His Report, and reading comments here has made us feel we're not alone and we, too, plan to GO BIG.
Hubby walked right on an AFB yesterday without mask/jab/covid test. But if you are active enlisted, which his grandson was over the summer, you must be jabbed. Enlisted with the Army to make his family proud, and not a one of them encouraged this tough football kid to take a year off. What is wrong with people? Go big this year.