“Jesus wept.”—John 11:35
Yesterday I sat down to write, and my spirit went somewhere else. When it came back it was a little pissed off-- Pissed off at doctors. The ones seen smiling and laughing at Freedom rallies, selling and signing their latest book, not seeming to give a fuck about people dropping dead all over the planet. Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr! Forget about your book. Get in the fucking lab and fix this. This morning I awoke at 3:45am and had three Substack articles from doctors in my inbox. Note the time. They don’t sleep much either.
Dr. Lawrie’s post fit’s my Dr. Checkmark post perfectly.
It seems we’re on the same wavelength. I like that. It means the VRR is on target—synch’d up, in tune, has the skinny. I did comment on her post and linked up Dr. Checkmark, but it disappeared before I could screenshot it—POOF! Another one of my comment’s floating out in space somewhere.
Today Dr. Nass has to defend herself for doing absolutely nothing wrong.
I’ve been there, done that. I can tell you that you can confidently defend yourself in this position—take it to them, go full on offense. I can also tell you they’ve already made up their mind no matter what you say. Stack up the world’s greatest doctors to speak on your behalf and it won’t mean beans. Beans are a super food too by the way. Doctors should know this but most don’t.
My words of encouragement to Dr. Nass.
And now we come to Dr. Alexander’s post.
It comes in at 2:03am and it too synch’s up perfectly with my two doctor rant posts yesterday. How is that possible? I know they aren’t creeping on me. None of them know who I am.
When the owls bring messages they bring them in one of numerous ways, through dreams, telepathy, or an unfolding synchronized series of coincidental events. It’s supernatural. Don’t try and figure it out. That is a pathway to insanity. Could the owls have somehow played a role in the synchronicity? Are we open minded enough to go there? I can assure you I am—synchronized coincidental events are unfolding. Owl visits are ramping up.
Dr Alexander’s post is Dr. Geert Vanden Bossche’s post. I’m assuming Dr. Bossche wrote it and posted it either this morning or yesterday while I was running around trying to find a doctor more interested in saving humanity rather than selling his latest Covid 19 book. A book about how horrible this vaccine is. Another doctor synch’d up with my two posts yesterday. It’s just mere coincidence. It’s just easier to say that. No more than that.
Dr. Bossche suggests we are out of time. He doesn’t seem to happy with his colleagues either. He refers to them as, “stupid.” He is being too kind. I think murderer’s is more appropriate. This is a long read and I had to read it three times because doctor’s write for doctor’s and I’m not a doctor. I’ve taken screenshots and underlined various points and made some comments. You can read it here, or here is a link to Dr. Alexander’s post if you prefer to read it there.
Hang on. Here we go.
This is terrifying. I haven't seen any owls around (yet) but I can definitely feel something big barrelling down on us like a dinosaur-evaporating asteroid.