COVID19 – The Pathway to Total Mind Control and Subservience

Hope. It is the only thing stronger than fear. A little hope is effective. A lot of hope is dangerous. A spark is fine, as long as it’s contained. – President Snow, The Hunger Games

Someone wrote to me after I posted Stop Acquiescing with Your Own Enslavement! and asked me where the facts are to back my article. Well, no offense to you who questioned me, but you don’t need to be a rocket scientist to find the data and I am providing it in this post. But let me start with this.

When my son came home from his last day of work on March 22, 2020 due to his place of employment being shut-down because of COVID19, we met at my parent’s house for dinner. He had a fever, and we all ate dinner together in spite of it. The next day he had a sore throat, pounding headache, fever and a cough. He was living with me temporarily and I did not take him to the Emergency Room, I gave him aspirin, Nyquil, chicken soup, tea, and orange juice. He slept for two days with a fever and the other symptoms and on the third day, voila, he was better.

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Dancing through the Quagmire

Photo credit: Dance Magazine

I haven’t written anything in a long time because I’m kind of afraid of saying the wrong thing and offending someone. Freedom of speech is a thing of the past. I’m not trying to be cynical, but the level of political correctness has escalated to ridiculous proportions and even the term “politically correct” is being changed to “socially acceptable” because it is apparently more neutral and somehow less offensive. Every word we speak is analyzed, judged, and evaluated. Whatever.

As people’s sense of self becomes more and more threatened they begin to fight against everyone and every word spoken in order to restore any sense of control to the loss of balance in their lives. Besides, there is really nothing to say anymore. I have been simply existing for the past year and half on this earthly realm as a mere observer, just watching and listening as everyone shares their stories – her stories, their stories, his stories…history – realizing that, as I’ve said countless times, there is no truth, there is only perception.

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