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I don’t know where this is all going. It’s all speculation from people like me at this point, although we may have been right about a great number of things so far, doesn’t mean we know. And we want to be wrong more than you would believe. But what currently takes my thought, is the unfolding drama surrounding adverse reactions to the newly created drug and rather elaborate and desperate push for it. I made my decision last April I would not be partaking in their trial to test what they called, a brand-new drug to treat a brand-new illness. From the start things didn’t add up for me, and despite a terrible virus being one of my very real fears throughout my life, this one wasn’t as it appeared. Because appearances can achieve an awful lot without actually having to do. Often people like to be seen to do things rather than actually do them, and I have never liked this and try to see through it where I can.
Like I said, many things didn’t add up – I started paying attention in January 2020, as soon as the first ‘Chinese Whispers’ started to filter through. And very quickly it became apparent to me that this was not a random event, or a natural virus. It became clear it was a carefully crafted, scripted, funded and enacted scheme with many players and goals taking shape. But the pawns in it would be us, the people on the ground, the public. But to get to us, I knew they would need to use what I call the middle services group, who are us, but they work for them. Under the guise of regulations and licenses they control that section of society (I am one too working in finance, reporting data to the HMRC and telling people what taxes to pay – it’s my job and it pays my bills, but I feel like a traitor doing it). People like civil servants, the police, doctors, medical staff, transport sectors, council, etc. But how much they control them has been revealed – they can shut you down and stop you being capable of earning money and feeding your family. Whereas previously you only had to worry about getting ill, or an unforeseen circumstance befalling you, you would have turned to someone else for help maybe. There is now a new worry, someone might sneeze 100 miles away, and suddenly your whole life is shut down and taken away from you. In fact, everybody’s life, stopped. You can still breath and function obviously, but ‘living’ becomes existing and at the whim and mercy of a bunch of people who ironically, your taxes pay for. Politicians – because whoever is really pulling their strings is unknown, so the buck stops with them as far as we see. They are the ones who have put into place these bizarre nonsensical draconian measures, for the purpose of ruining the economy and everyone’s health. Yet they apparently have done it for everyone’s health? And that is where it looks like a rather blatant lie. Of which there have been many.
Next in line for the glaringly obvious, must be the death rates. Last year, when the ‘pandemic’ hit, we had a rather steady death rate of the elderly in hospitals and care homes. To be expected with a virus such as this. But at the time, it still didn’t add up to me, the figures were being fudged from the start and the articles that were coming out seemed to show a pattern. If there was an infection, they discharged them quickly into a care home, and sounded the alarm that they had a bunch of cases. Then it appears a strange and orchestrated effort between the then health secretary, care home managers and NHS staff, to slap DNR’s on people, administer Midazolam, put on ventilators unnecessarily and to finish them off in line with whatever target they had been given. They needed a certain number over a short period to give the impression of an illness ‘sweeping’ through the elderly. In my previous piece It Looked Sinister I cover why it doesn’t look good from the perspective of someone on the outside.
As the year went on their odd mask mandates started long after the illness seemed to simmer down. Another thing I refused to do from the start, entertain the mask thing. Personally, I need all my airways clear to breath, I don’t feel as though I am getting enough oxygen otherwise, but that’s just me. I don’t judge anyone for wanting to wear one, but I also understand about bacteria and what kind of environment they like to multiply in, so knew it would be a pass from me. And I only knew one person in the entire time that caught the illness, and he recovered within a few weeks, and had some fatigue after. Oddly enough, just like the flu. So the year rumbles on and the talk of the vaccine and roll out dates start. I decided I knew where this is going, and speculated as much on twitter, but stuck with my original assessment that I would be steering well clear of their medication. My theory was that it will mess with the immune system and cause a crash response, leaving the body undefended against basic illnesses. What appears to be happening is far worse than I could have speculated. I did not know enough about proteins and blood to know what would happen, but once I did read up on it based on the reaction I was reading about, I was horrified and more than concerned.
Last winter looked like flu took a leave of absence for a year, weirdly they couldn’t manage to come up with any flu deaths, at all. Despite this apparently killing upwards of 60,000 people each year. Yes, that many. And we never shut down before did we? Even though we know flu can be a killer of the elderly. Like I said. Odd. It appeared I may have been right at the beginning when I said they have ‘borrowed’ flu deaths and rebranded it for purpose. So far I haven’t seen any evidence to the contrary. People also used to die of other things, but they too all seemed to just stop. Anyone who died with a hint of a coronavirus was branded as a CV death. Even heart attacks, strokes, tumours, car accidents, old age etc. Just to make this clear in case you were weren’t aware,
“Scientists first identified a human coronavirus in 1965. It caused a common cold. Later that decade, researchers found a group of similar human and animal viruses and named them after their crown-like appearance. Seven coronaviruses can infect humans.”
So when they are testing for coronavirus, they are testing you for a common cold. This new strain hasn’t been isolated as far as I am aware, so we aren’t really sure what they think they are testing for, but guess what, they are finding it. In everyone, with no illness or symptoms. Look at the havoc that has caused. But they were the first step to cause confusion and fear. They needed people to be willing to roll up their sleeves for this cocktail they were about to unleash. What it does is awful enough, but the ingredients too are very unpalatable – at least to me anyway. Monkey kidney cells, aborted foetal tissue and all sorts of other things I am better of not knowing and keeping away from. So, they start to roll out their drug. Instantly it looked like care home deaths went up again, sharply, in line with them being the first group. It looked like another cull at first, but slowed to a steady pace, by which time they had already turned their attention to a younger group. And so the bait and switch began – where they promise your freedom and right to work, if only another million get jabbed, it’s only another age group, it’s only another few weeks. It’s only to save the NHS. The needs and demands changed rapidly and set their sights on each group in turn. Until soon everyone blamed each other for holding everyone else back. Then they started to nudge and encourage bullying of unvaccinated people, a bit of extra coercion where people had sussed them. And while they were all fighting amongst themselves, and worrying for their livelihood and future, they came for the children. Conveniently, they have decided to not report anyone dying of a vaccine reaction if it occurs within 14 days, because they say it doesn’t become effective for that long. Always changing the goalposts the targets to fit their criteria, rather than the facts at hand.
Whether it’s true or not, and you believe the rumours that the ‘medicine’ contains things that are a ticking timebomb, each person must decide for themselves. I have weighed up what I consider to be my personal risk of adverse reaction against the risks of said virus. I would rather take my chances with the virus and stay as far away from the medical profession as I can. I know more about my own immune system and it’s abilities than someone who has never met me, and clearly doesn’t have my best interests at heart.
A new mindset has now moved in though, and one that was maybe only previously reserved for my fiction and disaster stories. Where you know people are going to die, lots of them. Yet you have to keep walking around them for months, years, knowing it’s coming and you can’t warn anyone or do anything about it, the disaster unfolds as it was meant to. As a writer, I don’t get to know where the story goes until I get there, it reveals itself to me as a write it, but if we could on this one, would we skip to the end page just to know how it all ends?

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Slightly updated to add in some sources to back up these observations, I understand it won’t be nice for anyone who hadn’t previously noticed or considered some of the issues being highlighted here. But I have no doubt it may still be perceived as ‘conspiracy talk’ to some.
We can’t be sure at this point, but A Chain Of Events seemed to unfold. Some saw it as a warning of what was to come, and theorised what would happen.
I will explain from my point of view, I don’t speak for others.
Last year, only a week before official lockdown was declared, covid was downgraded to a non highly infectious disease on the gov website.
In the same month, they suddenly suspended the 1902 cremation act. This act was put in place to make sure two doctors had to sign off on death certificates. That is what led to Harold Shipman being caught. So I was concerned when I noticed that had been suspended.
Then they restricted access to care homes and visits by family and loved ones. No-one would be able to see if anything untoward was occurring. There have been reports since of that time, of hundreds of people being left to die of dehydration during the first lockdown. Not a nice way to go, and completely avoidable. – Link to article detailing this
Then there was the ventilators drive. I did not like the high mortality rate once the ventilators got involved, and it was a big fear factor in the propaganda. Evidently it turns out that they shouldn’t have used them for so many. Article here As well as what seems to be a directive from somewhere to put DNR’s (Do Not Resuscitate) orders on people without consent. Not just the elderly, even just for people with learning disabilities. Article here.
In recent months we have learnt that huge quantities of Midazolam was ordered and administered, of which the side affects are breathing problems and is used as a heavy sedative and as end of life drugs.
And we can’t forget the dancing nurses in empty hospitals, barricades to stop the public. To ‘save the nhs’. That phrase has become a sick joke, that we the people are here to serve and save the very institution we have paid into our whole lives. That it can and is being weilded as an instrument of ransom and intimate control over peoples lives is disturbing.
And still now, they have doomed thousands if not millions to a fate of pain and worry by cancelling everything routine ‘just in case’. They have already dismantled the NHS as you knew it and it just seems like a weapon of control and a cash cow. It just seems a formality that they haven’t announced it yet. I do not doubt that there are good people within it, but does not appear to be any who run it or use it against us. They have turned against their oath of do no harm and instead been taken by money, stats and targets. We are starting to see and hear some troubling reactions to the speedy roll out of a rushed and experimental drug. Only time will tell if we are right to be worried and if any justice will be had.
I was not born to save the NHS, none of us were, yet this is the repeated narrative and given reason for everything these days. It was never about health and that much has been made obvious by the way they have ignored existing health problems and created a whole set of new ones.
It was a chain of events, spelling out that something nefarious has played out in front of us. Maybe I’m wrong, and those things are all coincidences. Like all the other things…

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This a great time of year for nature and colours.



This last one is available on various products at my redbubble shop – the link if for the cushion, I have the throw blanket of this one, and have to say, it is rather nice and comfy, as my dog illustrates here 🙂

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It’s been quite a lonely life, knowing things and working things out. Before this episode, I knew people were switched off, didn’t want to know and were actively ignoring the world around them and how it came to be that way. It separated me and I accepted that. Conversations became difficult and only about what they had the capacity to discuss, no further. I guess it was frustration that led me to step back from interactions, socialising and general engagements, they became pointless and felt like a waste of time. And maybe that is the point perhaps. Most people are just bumbling through life, wasting time. Wiling away the days and hours to just get to the end. It seems such a waste, when there is so much to say, do, think and be.
I really wasn’t sure there were many out there, ones who actually shared my views and interests and came to similar conclusions or questions as I had.
Now I know. The number is far greater than I could have imagined or hoped for. There are many who are on the same path of thought, ones who do stand for justice, and fighting for what is right. Because it is not just a belief or a knowing we have, it is an idea and an unshakeable undeniable feeling that drives us on. That we can be more than we are, and better than we are, that we can strive to be the best versions of ourselves.
So, when faced with darkness, corruption, manipulation and the insane demands of mad men and women, we are compelled to act, to speak, and to try to warn others. It appears the very fabric of society and the nature of humanity is being tampered with by nefarious entities for purposes currently unconfirmed. I’m not sure that can really be denied by anyone at this stage.
We must not give up on ourselves, or we won’t be ourselves anymore…

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This year a few orb weavers made their home in the garden. I didn’t see half as many as last year, but more other types of spiders, I will get to them a a bit later as they are relevant. So a few small ones built their webs, and got bigger. Two seemed to have a set location, a pale brown one on the gooseberry bush in mostly full sunshine all day, and a darker, almost black and white one chose the compost bin in the datk corner of the garden.

Suprisingly, it was very difficult to photograph as always had the underside showing out and the angle of the web meant it was tricky to get behind it. Each night it would hide behind the same leaf, tucked in and almost perfectly hidden as Autumn moved and changed the leaves to be the same colour. Even still munching while resting.

It’s nice to be able to watch wildlife be in their natural envionment, just doing what they do.

This one always seemed to have goodies in his web and be scoffing something as he got bigger. Each day there would be some thing new in his grip. I thought to press record for one of his captures.
I liked checking on him every day to see how big he was getting, and if the web had managed to withstand weather and time. But it was neither of those that ended his short existence. It was the circle of nature. Those other spiders I mentioned earlier, this is where they become relevant. This year, there has been an increased number of noble false widows. They are many, and i have had to throw a few out of the house when i find them too. House spiders I usually let stay, but the others, they have to go.
Here is one I found in the house a couple of weeks ago – in the tub with drying poppy seeds no less, which my hand had been in not long before to get some seeds! It had quite high plastic so it was a bit stuck. I helped it out and put it outside. And I found a moth chrysalis in the same tub as well just after, which appears to have bust out of one of the poppy heads. There is so much more going on that meets the eye.

Here is the chrysalis – I believe it an angle shade moth one, but am still learning when it comes to identifying things.

So, back to the original story. The orb weaver, was going about his business but it would seem he may have strayed to far beyond his ‘patch’. Or maybe it was that the neighbour was jealous of his daily catches, we can’t be sure at this point. But what we do know is that at point between nightfall and the next day, something occured which ended this spiders journey. I was sad for him, not gonna lie. I came out one morning to find this scene of horror before me.

Not quite what I was expecting, but it was done. Nature and the circle of life had struck with full force. It is what it is. Like I said, we have quite a few of the noble false widows. It took this one a while to work out the logicstics of getting his catch into his lair, but he managed it eventually before the rains came, so I think he should be fine for a while.

It doesn’t always go well, and not everyone is going to make it. But life goes on…
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If you would like to see some other spider posts of mine – you can check them out here

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