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 This whole murderous madness of the responses the world over to COVID-19 is pure evil.  None of this makes sense, and no doubt millions of people will die of starvation and of misery.  We knew Vitamin D and zinc made a difference virtually from day one, but no one is speaking about them on the main platforms.  Fauci has mentioned them, but made no point of them.  

If they had emphasized Vitamin D and zinc the way they emphasized masks, this pandemic would have 75% or more less death, and we would be done with the lockdowns.  Ponder that.  Take as long as it takes.

I continue my process of trying to understand this sort of evil.  It is not passive.  It is aggressively anti-human.

And these vaccines may well attack women’s reproductive capacity.  It is a stated risk in the literature.  Snopes had a “debunking” article they removed, which is always a sure sign that there is both smoke and fire.  They were debunking the claim that the vaccine WILL cause infertility, and their debunking consisted in a senior VP at I think Pfizer saying that it MAY cause infertility.

And keep in mind Big Pharma cannot be sued.  They bear ZERO legal risk, no matter what happens.

Consider that any theoretical risk, deployed across hundreds of millions–no, BILLIONS, over the next year or so–WILL cause all possible damages in some people.  Let us say it is 1 in 5.  20% of the population no longer able to bear children.  Bill Gates handed out vaccines in Africa that caused infertility, without telling anyone, at least according to Robert F. Kennedy, Jr.  The template, and indeed the RESEARCH, already exists.

How do we get to Children of Men?  Well, this vaccine may be one way.  What if the process winds up being 80-90% over a period of ten years?  This is what the psychopaths running this world want.  This is a key goal.  Permanent sterilization.  The human herd unable to reproduce without the aid of experts they control.  

Here is the thing, and the point I started to make: no one who lives in a prison wants to be reminded of it.  And all people whose inner emotional core is characterized by unprocessed and unacknowledged trauma live in cages.  They are on leashes, tethers.

What is the most painful thing for such people to see?  Happiness.  Innocent joy.  Why?  It REMINDS THEM OF WHO THEY ARE.

All of us, all day every day, have happy thoughts, joyful thoughts, connecting, compassionate and loving thoughts, popping up all day every day.  It is in the nature of being human, of living in this endless sea of light.  If nothing more complicated happens than allowing them regular expression–subject of course to the fits and defensiveness all of us are prone to–then all will be well.  Let the mustard seed do what mustard seeds do.  It will work out in time.

But there exist people in whom seeing this provokes first the image of their own cage, then rage at their confinement, then rage at those who reminded them.  The first two flit through so quickly they don’t see them.  They just find themselves wanting to hit something, to punish something, to cause pain and misery.

This is the ultimate root of evil.  It is a resistance to natural progress.  It is damming up a river because you cannot stand the water.  It is attacking life itself out of a sense of futility born of confinement that cannot–they believe and feel at the most basic root of their being–escape.

Evil is a facade consisting in lies they tell themselves, then a second set of lies they tell others.  They delight in lies since they are familiar, since their lives depend on them.

And mockery has bitterness as a source, does it not?  Happy people do not mock others.  They are not mean.

I will say this, to any such people who remain torn in two, and conscious of it: I will find a way out.  Every day I make progress.  I know the feelings of helpless rage, of being crushed, of being hopeless, of the desire to inflict harm on others.  The problem in me, and in people like me, is that it exists at the most primitive emotional levels.  I was broken before I was able to form memories.  I don’t remember a time before the pain started.

But I am on the path to finding the way out.  I just need time.  Every day I pray, and every day I work as hard and as intelligently as I can manage, and with ups and downs the average continues to rise slowly.  Don’t close the door yet.  Some of you do not know you are trapped, but some of you do.  I feel this.