Some Days I Am Getting Fucking Scared...
Some days I am getting fucking scared.
Like today.
No particular reason.
Nothing happened.
It is just that the “new normal” freaks me out sometimes.
Like Trump saying “We need Greenland” as if this is something “normal” to say.
No-one makes a big fuss about it. People try to laugh it off .
His adoring fans love and justify it.
That sort of thing freaks me out. Because this, of course, is only the beginning of something much darker.
Millions of people report severe damage and thousands die from the nRNA injections.
Thousands of studies proof it.
Dozens of letters to head of states get ignored.
Covid tyrants get awards and titles.
Free speech threatened and undermined everywhere.
Tranhumanistic science projects going mad, threatening the survival of the human race.
And no-one that matters says “peep".
“Die Gleichschaltung wird global durchgesetzt.”
And people behave like everything is just “wonderful” on small town birthday parties. So good the “dreadful” Covid pandemic is over now.
“Yes, we lost three good friends - all healthy people in their 50ties very suddenly last year to turbo cancer. That was horrible. We are so shocked. Three in one year. So awful.”
“My son just landed a 125 K job in Sydney but there is no way they can buy anything to live in. They rent a two-bedroom house in Paddington for $2400 a week. Two couples - $600 each, half of their income for two of them. They pay over $100.000 a year in rent but can’t buy an appartment. My son buys all sorts of things because he doesn't see a point in saving for a deposit.”
Rent slaves for life.
Or until replaced by robots and AI and become “useless eaters “ on an apparently dying planet.
They are in their late twenties.
Having Children?
Are you kidding me?
This is the future in one of the richest and most privileged countries in the world - Australia.
Someone rips off a whole generation or three and gets away with it.
My son: “We are one good leader away from a revolution.”
Fuck, what happened to the world?
Some days, I am getting fucking scared.
But I pretend everything is okay-dokey.
“Everything will be sweet. Stop worrying. Have another glass of Prosecco.”
I am good most of the time.
I hold it together most of the time.
But today I am reminded of those panic attacks I had 25 years ago. They started after a 10-day Vipassana Silence Retreat when I suddenly found myself 20 km off the moon without a body.
I survived those.
I will survive this day, too.
But some days, I am getting fucking scared.
The collective madness is very unsettling to endure.
It's good to have like-minded people. I will remember them, remember you, when we get cut off and get isolated again.
I will never question my sanity and common sense ever again.
For that, I thank you all.
It is darkest before the dawn.
Some days I am getting fucking scared.
But these days pass, too.
They seem a bit longer than other days. Time is relative.
Whoever claims an hour is always exactly 60 minutes long is an idiot.
Some days I get fucking scared.
But the other days are good, most of the time.
There is not much left to do, it seems.
We have yelled into the headwind of public stupidity for several years now.
The Trump and Kennedy hope wears off rapidly.
Dozens of globalist puppets gone - Jacinda Ardern, Dictator Dan Andrews, the Northern Territories fuckwit, WA's McClown, Klaus Schwab, fucking Trudeau……and yet, nothing changed.
Governments turned left to right and right to left.
Nothing changed.
Not in NZ.
Not in Australia.
Not in the US of A.
mRNA factories are built full steam ahead everywhere.
Nothing to see.
“Stop worrying, man. It's over.”
“Can’t you see? Everything is back to normal“.
Yes, I see it everywhere-
The new normal.
Some days I am getting fucking scared.
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I hear you. My sister (41)just got her 3rd cancer diagnosis since 2019. Breast has now moved to spine. I didn't know then what I know now so I sent her gobs of information on repurposed drugs. I urged her to start them now and offered to bring my supply over. I haven't heard a peep. When she is trusting of the system that has failed her and poisoned her, I will offer the support I have, which doesn't involve that system. Everyone goes along as if nothing has happened and I sure as shit can't go along with that! So I sit here reading substack knowing there are others around the world that see things for what they are. Thank you.
I think everyone is scared - most just won't acknowledge what is happening though - that is even scarier! When I am feeling particularly anxious & alone I go to YouTube and watch some George Carlin videos. He knew what was happening many years ago - It's a Big Club & we aren't in it!