I posted this onto my Facebook this morning. I think there are several versions of this out there and I can’t validate if the author is indeed General Christian Blanchon, but it doesn’t matter. It’s who we are. We are the ones chosen to clean up their mess.
They did what others could not do; they were the tree that withstood the hurricane of insults, discrimination, and social exclusion.
And they did it because they thought they were alone and believed they were alone.
Excluded from their families' Christmas tables, they have never seen anything so cruel. They lost their jobs, let their careers sink, and had no more money... but they didn't care. They suffered immeasurable discrimination, denunciations, betrayals, and humiliation... but they continued.
Never before in humanity has there been such a casting; we now know who the resistebreadboardSYB-120rs are on planet Earth.
Women, men, old, young, rich, poor, of all races and all religions, the unvaccinated, the chosen ones of the invisible ark, the only ones who managed to resist when everything fell apart. Collapsed.
You've passed an unimaginable test that many of the toughest marines, commandos, green berets, astronauts, and geniuses couldn't pass.
You are made of the stuff of the greatest that ever lived, those heroes born among ordinary men who shine in the dark."
I always felt different. But I thought maybe I was just imagining I was different and that everyone felt like this. Now I know for sure that I was NOT imagining anything! The way those ghastly shots were pushed on people spooked me like nothing I have ever experienced, but it was as if my brain were wired in such a way as to shield me from the fear and brainwashing and propaganda.
I did not want the vaccine to start. The pressure was on, and the threats too. Still wondering who wouldn't see the red flags. Up to that point I was a good little govt man. I got into some trouble at work for pointing out in a meeting that making someone do something to their body that is unwanted - is rape.