It is never about the choice – it is always about The One doing the choosing.
There will be no needle in this arm. How far am I willing to go with that? I don’t know… .but I’m sure I will soon find out.
More and more, the rhetoric is inflamed and directed at germinating constant fear and deep loathing of one slice of the population for another. Having been born in 1950, this is all very new to me and I have no idea where this will end. The only thing I consistently have available to me is my ability to choose meaningfully and intelligently for myself.
It is interesting to me that the great press for a ‘vaccine’ (which it is not) which purports to protect its recipient from getting or spreading the dreaded virus, does neither. Then, one might wonder, why bother?
My unwillingness to participate in this has deep, long and old roots in my 30+-year journey of exploration into the medical, pharmaceutical and mind-share aspects of population control. I have never had a flu ’shot’ and have never had the flu. I have long lived my life ‘out and about’, having spent many years on airplanes and in rooms with hundreds of people. Not once did I ‘catch’ anything, from any other.
In this rabid, foaming-at-the-mouth confrontation, there is no convincing of any one by any other. My thoughts about it do not sit easily or well with any who hear them. And still, they are my thoughts as they emerge from close to 35 years of being willing to confront my own biases; consider perspectives in direct conflict with my own; and engage in and encourage others to do the same when it comes to that which hints at dogma, authority and the need for blind compliance. I also choose to NOT have those direct my life.
There is no convincing because there is no curiosity. Each of us has been shaped by the same mechanisms: parenting (as the primary delivery mechanism for culture) and its ultimate surrogates: church, school and medicine. We learned early and well that to challenge or question ‘authority’ (in whatever form it might present) is to discover the powerful internal states of reward/punishment. To say ‘yes’ and fall in step is to reap the rewards of a pat on the head and the smiling nod of approval. To say ’no’ and decline to participate is to reap the rewards of alienation, abandonment, isolation, shame, physical assault… and for far too many, much worse. As the Jesuits knew long ago: give me a child until they’re 7 and I will have them for the rest of their lives. We all – each of us – are living proof of that claim.
There is no space for discovery… for exploring… for the changing of one’s mind. Our unexplored and unchallenged system of beliefs, values and attitudes takes the lead in ensuring the path we take. It may have been installed long, long ago… and yet, it still dictates how we live today and, sadly, usually out of our own awareness. Great and many are the stories of educated, credentialed, experienced and well-practiced professionals finding themselves called to the office of their ’superior’ and discovering that who shows up is the frightened four-year-old they once were. In the face of authority – of one who has impact over your quality of life – we soon discover what sources the essence of our being. And for the vast majority of us, it is not the grown-up we desperately hope others will see us to be.
There is a rabid, frenzied, foaming-at-the mouth quality to the unending pressure to conform…. to do your part and take one for the team…. and surrender your arm that a masked stranger might slide a needle into your flesh. All in the name of science and the greater good. I don’t hold any of that to be true.
Any enquiring voice…. dissenting voice…. refusing voice is labeled ignorant and that of one fallen into the whirling pool of idiots and conspiracy theorists. Nothing intelligent to be found in there! No forgiveness or patience with anyone’s hesitation. And no encouragement to stand for your own internal cues and choose meaningfully for yourself.
I find myself wondering how much of that is grounded in certainty and how much of it is fuelled by the rage and self-loathing of the many who have capitulated and now find themselves in a no-going-back reality…. so deeply resentful of and despising the unwillingness of another to follow suit; to just do what they’re told. “Keep the peace and we will all be safe.” “Do what you’re told or we will all be punished!” “Just shut up and get on with it!” Sound familiar? So much need and desire to silence and make it stop so that those who did comply can begin to forget that they did – and those who did not will no longer be a constant reminder of the unwillingness to simply lie down and allow it to roll over and on.
The desperate hunger for ‘normal’…. for how it was in a time when we did not need to fear or be unsure or know ‘risk’ in our day-to-day simplicity of habituation and no-thought. Those days are gone. The question now becomes: what are we willing to give up? And what are we willing to settle for?
Since when do governments and politicians tell the truth? Since when do they know what is best for its citizens and/or have any desire to follow that path? A cursory trip around the world will reveal the deep untruth of such a statement. All that is now different is that this road show is now coming to a town near you… and then, to your own.
It does not really matter for me – there are now more years behind me than there are ahead of me. And truth is we all die of something. However, it does matter to my children and to their children so as much as I might just go about my life and let the chips fall where they may, to do so would be to abandon my children and their children to monsters created by my generation. The monsters who took hold while my life was too busy being a good one…. an easy one…. an abundant one. Too busy to notice that one sleazy act would be followed by the next but overall, it did not rally touch my life. It is easy to be casual about the future in those moments when the present is so comfortable that it never enters one’s awareness that it could ever be otherwise. And now, it is so.
You and I need not be open to being convinced. Whether you have or have not surrendered the flesh of your arm, you will never be convinced that it should have been otherwise. However, whatever your choice, are you not at all curious what you are doing to the future of your children and their children? To their right to choose? To their freedom to have dominion over their own body and mind?
It is not a problem to be solved by another. It is a deeply personal and intimate surrender of the most significant kind : allowing The State to convince you – through ideology or threat of death – that compliance is all that will save you… from them and from yourself.
Lies …. lies…. and more lies.
And so – here we are. You will continue to do what you believe is right for you and everyone else, and I will continue to do what I believe is right for me. My foundation for my choices rests in decades of explorations into systems of mind-control and mass behaviour modification; of the evolution of the medical system and all of its tendrils into ‘normal’ society; and the hard-fought battle and its subsequent and constant explorations into the evolution of my own Being. I no longer pay any attention to MSM and seek out the source documents that speak to the information and not just listen to some talking head give their opinion about those documents. However, for that I have to be both willing and able to engage in more than 10-minute sound bytes. It takes work and effort; it takes the investment of time (and my time is my Life) and money to explore how else I might choose to live my life. One thing I do know, for sure: there is no easy fix… for anything.
I close with this thought: good luck to us all! Whatever our choices may be, I know that the path we walk is the one that is required, in this moment, for our own growth and evolution as a human being. May it have served us well when, in 5 years, we look back at what we have been a part of creating. It is never an easy thing to hold ourselves accountable.