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The Rat Race

I, for one, am happy that 2024 is over. It wasn’t my worst year as 2021 still gets that distinction. It involved a significant amount of stress and sleepless nights over visa worries, movement restrictions, money issues and a never ending march of stupid human tricks which consistently failed to appease those empowered to make decisions. Mostly it felt like a shakedown for every last baht or penny I had in order to stay with a family member.

I suppose that’s why people enter the rat race of working for government bureaucracy to begin with. It’s safe and pays good without risk.

Unfortunately for me I’ve developed a critical eye increasingly for who these people are actually working for and the system of subjugation and slavery that seems to underlie it.

I miss Clover the beach chicken, who was trained to pick ticks off of the puppies at the old bungalow. It was a sight to behold but unfortunately she disappeared with the rest of them. The chickens were probably culled over bird flu or rabies or something.

Speaking of which my husband’s immigrant visa to come to the USA has been denied for refusing vaccinations. I was shocked to get this notice on what was the very last day of 2024 in Thailand. Now a waiver is available with yet another $1000 or so shakedown on the filing fee, a potentially several years long wait and no guarantee that some B student in high school isn’t going to assert their authitah at the end of that primrose path with yet another no.

It’s sad because I was researching waivers for refusing vaccines in October of 2023 or so, but the US Embassy told me that could not be done until there was a refusal letter from them. Meanwhile the panel physicians refused to see my husband because he had not received Covid vaccines beforehand. So there could be no refusal letter and both sides passed the ball back to the other side consistently. The hospital told me to ask the US Embassy and the US Embassy told me to talk to the hospital.

I have been highlighting in multiple posts that this whole mandatory vaccine passport biometric total surveillance tracking system is still very very much a thing. This is becoming about whether I want my children to live in a dystopian hellhole run by mass murderers, thieves, Satanists and pedophiles. I am at a point where I feel this is bigger than my husband refusing vaccines. This entire charade is propped up on lies.

We’re not in Children of Men territory yet, but this analysis of birth rates in 23 European countries shows a continued step down progression in birth numbers of 15%. The green line represents the baseline average births from 2015-2019. Eastern Europe has been decimated with some one million deaths in Ukraine, say.

Why are the powers that shouldn’t be so interested in eliminating most of the population through wars, famine, resource control and outright democide? Why were they so desperate to get experimental garbage injected into every arm? Why do these ghould want to live in graveyards? It’s difficult spiritually for me to earn money knowing that it funds death, theft, enslavement and destruction. Mistakes were not made indeed.

Many people sadly must learn the hard way

This really should be a supplement sold on Amazon.

That brings me to a personal health update. Both me and my husband developed a dry cough in late November or so in Thailand, which coincided with me noticing that the coral reef off shore had disappeared. Many people around us also seemed sick and I heard an extremely high pitched sound which I could not determine the source of. My periods were also ridiculously short cycle never before in my life weird. I suspected that we had been pulsed or radiation blasted in some way.

The dry cough never entirely went away and when I came to Las Vegas it became much worse as more of a chronic persistent cough. Both of my daughters are likewise sick while my Mom mostly complains of fatigue and has for months. I also think the Las Vegas house has very high EMF levels which are causing problems here. I am slowly trying to address that, first by going back to a simple dial in home phone instead of this strange VOIP always hooked into the Internet pulsating abomination we have now. There’s a smart meter too, though I have no idea how you opt out of that firebomb.

Last Christmas I bought Chlorine Dioxide to have on hand as both an in a pinch water treatment but I also had read about Miracle Mineral Solution and the potential for treating especially colds and respiratory infections. It was forgotten about as nobody was sick and I am very much an if it ain’t broke don’t fix it type of person as it applies to every type of supplement, medicine, pill or non food item.

But this post from Margaret Anna Alice was very timely for me. I now have a chronic cough that will not go away which significantly worsened on coming back to Las Vegas:

A Christmas Miracle: My Mom’s Medical Mystery Adventure

Stress including from electromagnetic sources can certainly activate latent infections. I thought of the accusations of tuberculosis which were later cleared in my husband’s case in Thailand. Yesterday I followed the exact instruction for mixture as a water purifier, using simple tap water. I’ve been drinking it as my water source since yesterday afternoon.

I am feeling much better already and I have not even done anything to make this more potent or therapeutic. It could be that or the Padre Pio healing oil and prayer, or perhaps the tequila I mixed with tonic water with quinine and grapefruit juice for New Year’s Eve cocktails. It could reflect a component of belief.

But the results are extremely encouraging thus far. This morning was the first time in weeks where I did not have a hacking cough on waking up and sitting up from bed.

Things like this make me wonder how long humans would have the capacity to live if we weren’t being constantly poisoned, stressed and seperated from our God given capacity to heal ourselves and others.

Does this rat race look like it is fulfilling the fullest human potential for most of us?

I don’t know what kind of world you want. But I doubt I’m the only one who hasn’t liked the direction it has been heading in especially in the past five years. We managed to have a modest Christmas and New Year’s celebration and Mom even played the piano and sang for a time. I tried to join her but my hacking cough has taken out my voice.

My favorite gifts cost almost no money at all, but were more it’s the thought that counts type of personal things. My older daughter gave me a Christmas card with a heartfelt message and personal drawing in it, while my mother laminated an old photo of us. My younger daughter meanwhile remembered that I’d said I was having bad dreams so she found me a dreamcatcher. To better dreams for us all.

I certainly hope for a better 2025! What do you think?

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