A little bit of privacy

I gave it thought after explaining what privacy meant in childhood for me. It was limited and coveted, and I snatched it up where I could.

If you grew up with siblings, you might remember mornings being noisy, and hectic. Sleepy and having to get ready for school. The journey to which being noisy and busy, either walking or on the bus. Then you get to school, surrounded by lots of people, maybe you get a few minutes to yourself in the toilet or at break, but not often. There was stuff to talk about, and things to do before you had to go back to the confinement of the classroom.

After a long day of constant people and learning, back home again to then do the domestic routine. Getting to be able to go out after school used to be time to unwind. Even though usually spent with friends, it didn’t seem as demanding. Just relaxing and checking things out or being silly. Weekends and school holidays used to be the best for knowing you didn’t have that stupid daily bind. And if you were able to be out of the house, it was great. No-one knew where you were, what you were doing. It was nice, as is the nostalgic thought of it, because I enjoyed those moments then as I do now. My mother wanted to know what I was always up to, and I had an older sibling who was not my ally. And as you learn along the way, some ‘friends’ can’t be trusted either. So, trying to find a bit of peace in yourself in your own time can be a full-time job sometimes. I guess that’s why it seems that privacy and freedom go hand in hand.

Unfortunately, that doesn’t ever go away just because you get older. It turns into employment instead of education, where you still have a schedule and it needs to be maintained. It can be the same for people who chose to stay at home and bring up the kids rather than employment (or insanely juggle both). I realise the need for just five minutes on your own sometimes is necessary for everyone. Especially if you spend a lot of time around people, not everyone understands how draining it can be. Even if it’s your nearest and dearest. (The funny videos on the internet showing this by way of a closed bathroom door and a horde of animals and kids outside waiting). And now there is a new world of busy without even leaving your house or being in the company of anyone, you have The Internet. Where you can feel surrounded and drained without physically being around people at all, it’s an odd thing really. That we allow the perception of it being real, and that they are people we are engaging with, therefore use real emotions and time to deal with it. Maybe that’s why we have so many bots taking up people’s time and stirring the pot perhaps – if that is the case. To take that energy that people freely give and leave them drained and unsatisfied. Not just the fake profiles, real people can do it too, strange though that so many allow it from people who aren’t anywhere near them, or anything to do with them, or who aren’t even people.

Maybe it’s been with us now for so long, the internet, that people don’t understand what privacy and time to yourself is anymore, that it has lost its meaning. Or for some, perhaps they were never comfortable with just their own company, so the idea that they can be ‘with people’ all the time is better for them, which is why they do not complain about the digital society taking over every aspect of life. They welcome it because it gives them a feeling of security, where the previous society caused them anxiety and uncertainty. The digital one appears to offer a friendly network of life and opportunity, people and virtual experiences. Where they will monitor you to tailor everything to you, making it seem as if you are important. And you are, in coding and for numbers only. They need a certain number of ‘players’ to make it work, and see it through to conclusion, and so far, unfortunately, there seems to be lots of willing bodies happy to oblige them. But what of the ones who do not wish to play the game, to insert ourselves into this buckled mainframe and help to create their fantasy illusion of omnipotent overseer. Like skynet, but with a face. I guess we have to see what happens next and how they plan to target the remaining freedoms we have, and those who choose to stand up for them…

(c) K Wicks

Pod Life

A new way of breeding seems to be on the cards in the strange ideals of the rather disturbing international organisations.

You won’t have to procreate the old fashion way, indeed not. You can ‘spawn’ in an entirely detached way in the future apparently in their vision. Growing your offspring in a pod, in your living room no less. With monitors and a clear covering so you can watch it gestate. Maybe this is what the Tamagotchi things were really all about, prepping kids for a future where you will be inclined to ‘care’ for a virtual creation.

They appear to be doing a good job of desensitising people towards other people, animals, reality and so forth. Changing terms, definitions, meanings. Trying to go for things like birthing person, taking away the word mother and female associated words for things. I believe it’s to facilitate a detachment from being normal and doing normal natural things. The system appears to want to insert themselves in every person detail of your lives. But if they can get people before they are born, and manipulate the components, fully monitor the process and adjust as necessary, then you stand more chance of developing what they may consider a more appealing society.

Virtual babies maybe for some people, while they ‘train’ you to do it their way. All monitored of course, it will be remote and studied. You will be studied. The world around us is one big maze now, and we are the rats. They are building new puzzles, obstructions and incentives as we speak, constantly adapting as we do. But they really don’t seem to want us breeding like rats now do they? If you haven’t watched the films Logans Run and Dark City you should. And if you haven’t read Brave New World, you should. There is much to understand…

(c) K Wicks

Give it some thought… (poetry)

Give it some thought

We now must insist

It’s not the great reset

But more Great Resist

Of the digital future

That’s all by design

With sinister rules

As they redefine

Normal and meaning

Replacing what was

Destroying and changing

It seems that because

They need us to follow

Be lost and forget

What they have done

And the plan they have set

But if you really gave thought

To what has occurred

Then deep in your mind

It at least should have stirred

Something that’s primal

And set in your soul

That the demons around us

Should not have control

~

The future depends on it

(c) K Wicks

A Raw Deal

Kids are getting a real raw deal at the moment. It’s relentless. The most recent two things, firstly, in Wales they are looking to ban children under 16 from buying tea and coffee. Apparently because of obesity and sugar intake, but completely not mentioning the energy drinks laden with chemicals and sugar they have been pushing and encouraging for years. The second is about a secondary school somewhere in the UK deciding that for summer, boys can wear skirts if they don’t want to wear trousers, to be more inclusive. No shorts allowed. I’m outraged on their behalf as I hated not being allowed to wear trousers at school, we had to wear tights in the winter if our legs got cold, end of. And this seems similar, if you are too hot, wear a skirt, end of. But what are they really doing it for? Surely if it was about being inclusive, you would have choice for all. Trousers, skirts or shorts, for all. Is it just to make waves? Or do they really just want children to feel weird, and pressured, and restricted by bizarre rules and regulations? It says the parents are not happy about it, but I would like to know what the kids think.

They seem to have been dealt a weird blow over the last few years, and it shows no signs of letting up or normalising anytime soon. Their future has been impaired beyond belief from my view, not only have they had to contend with constantly changing rules and regulations around their homelife, school life and socialising, but they are being conditioned to know it can be disrupted at any time thereafter. And we see how the powers that be seem awfully focused on getting children to partake in the experimental jab doing the rounds, bribing them through offers of ice-cream, cinema tickets, calling them ‘superheroes’ on posters, all very telling and obvious. Or not, because not all do see it. They still think the system is there to help. But to the rest of us it appears they are being groomed. That is another word that will pop up later in the article, and with good reason.

It seems to be a new world, and it sure isn’t a brave one. It’s one where some adults seem quite obsessed with exposing children to adult themes and concepts, without them having the experience or emotional maturity to understand them. Children can be very impressionable, and how they interpret things is not like an adult would at all, as well it also depending on what age they are being exposed. What may affect someone profoundly at one age, could have just passed them by if only a few years later. It helps to mould, shape and influence them. It strikes me as easier to manipulate people if they are worried and confused, either by what or who they are, leads to uncertainty and insecurity. And one that requires an authorative body to ‘help’ to solve that uncertainty and issues around it, so we are led to believe. But what if that authorative body had an ulterior motive, and not your best interests at heart? They don’t want to see you happy and adjusted to life, because then they wouldn’t be needed. At all. If we understood we are capable of looking after ourselves and each other, the ‘ruling elite’ would be surplus to requirement. And they know it.

Grooming. Here is where I will revisit that word, it should hold meaning in the UK (and far beyond I’m sure) it has been an issue in this country for decades and only a few people have tried to sound the alarm on it for a while. The media have finally and very unwillingly picked up the story, of thousands of children across the country in various towns, mainly female we are told, being coerced and abused on a shocking scale. But what is even more shocking, is how the authorities have completely turned a blind eye. ALL of them. Social services, media, police, councils, churches, politicians, teachers, business owners to name but a few. Why? Because they don’t want to be seen as racist apparently or inflame local tensions. Because if they were talking about the problem, it would highlight very clearly it is a cultural one, that predominately it is men of Pakistani origin or background. One can only assume that a number of people in authority were also involved as it appeared to suit their purpose very much to keep it all ticking over. I’m in my 40’s now, but knew as a teenager you didn’t want to get too friendly with the blokes that ran the local Indian restaurant. They encouraged young people to stay after hours, offering drinks and smokes. A ‘friendly’ place to hang out when the doors are locked. Although I was 18 at the time, as was my friend I was with, it didn’t feel right and I didn’t want to stay, so we left and I didn’t go back. And it may have been nothing at the time, and not what I thought, but I didn’t want to risk it. I’ve known for a long time that the ruling establishment is not there to help, protect or save us, but they want you to think they are. Now it has become more obvious than ever that their intentions are not entirely admirable, and if anything, are really quite sinister towards all of us, adults and children alike.

I’m not sure what kind of education young people would do well to learn these days, but I’m giving it thought. They are changing the goalposts of life very quickly and where one would normally be able to think years ahead (or even months), it has been hampered. But what once was no longer is, and what is will no longer be. A new time is coming…

(c) K Wicks

It’s not letting up… (poetry)

It’s not letting up

The lies and deceit

Instead they are going

For rinse and repeat

Keep a high level

Of projected fear

In the hopes they can

Continue to steer

Opinions and thoughts

To follow their own

But the seeds of resistance

Appear to have grown

The carnage is clear

And hard to ignore

Now all we can do

Is try and implore

Others to realise

And stir from this slumber

Already we’re treated

As only a number

~

So make it count, time won’t wait

(c) K Wicks

It’s Big Business

It’s no secret that the new big business is now the medical and pharmaceutical industry, and it has been for a while but now it is moving to take over most other industries and try to insert itself into everyone’s life in some way. Life and death are now the main money makers it seems and are fully in the hands of the authorities. A few points to note on this.

They want to control if you can breed, using sterilisation projects on people they deem undesirable, and various methods and ways to dictate laws surround pregnancy and birthing rights. Economics and laws then determine if you can afford to look after yourself and offspring, with there also being a big business within adoption, surrogacy and unfortunately, abortion too. We all now know they harvest the body parts from the foetus to use in vaccine production and other things, it all makes them money. IVF also makes them lots of money, so it serves a purpose for them in most situations.

Payments for certain conditions during the ‘pandemic’ should have alerted most people something was afoot. Money to doctors for giving jabs, extra money to hospitals for every ‘rona death, more money if put on a ventilator. Death certificates being falsified for payments, midazolam ordered and administered in alarming quantities to give those deaths needed for the numbers and money. Shocking isn’t it. But it’s still only a small part of it.

So much money is now being made off the ‘sale’ of these vaccines to various countries and governments, eye watering profits being made for the few from medical experiments and grief, leaving a trail of devastation behind them, but ignoring it fully and sweeping forward with a most dastardly plan. They want everybody to have their little electronic device, give them blood samples/tests daily, and to keep you on a drip. Yes, just like the ones in hospital, but with a much longer invisible tube that feeds you, monitors you, decides what you are lacking and orders it for you – all of which you have to pay for with your time and health. Australia has just admitted they want everyone to have a booster every 9 months now, forever. Medically assisted suicide is being discussed in more countries too, so the people now in pain, can finish themselves off! Oh, how we were laughed at two years ago for even suggesting that this is what was coming. But it was an obvious move, these shots were never meant to cure or prevent anything, they were designed as a cascade event, to weaken and bring down a very eloquent and great thing we have. Our immune system. Even now I still believe there are those who won’t be affected by the shot, whose body may just have a super immune system already and it quashes it. And there may be those who body assimilates it, and it does not harm them but instead becomes part of them. And there are those who simply cannot adapt or fight it and it becomes an internal attack for them. I believe they are interested in all three results, but only really have the jabbed to go by, as everyone else has side stepped their plan.

Back to the money though, so many different areas making it now. Councils and schools getting pay-outs for following the rules and shutting things down, businesses being bribed to close ‘for everyone’s safety’. Hospitals and doctors raking it in through jab payments, while having to do very little in return (mainly GP’s there and when the videos of dancing idiots came out, so busy, but clearly not). Pharmaceutical companies also have been making a tidy sum prescribing various things to a) treat the side effects of the jab, and b) dishing out antidepressants and anti-anxiety meds like there is no tomorrow. To children and adults alike. Dulling and distracting their senses, making it even harder to work out which way is up.

But it’s the insurance companies who will be left with a massive bill, and I believe is an industry next in line for the chopping block anyway as with them all. They will simply bleed them dry like everything else, but they are in a unique position here to really sound the alarm, to show people outside of gov and big pharma, that something is so very wrong, it needs to be noticed. But will people listen…

(c) K Wicks

It’s bigger than we… (poetry)

It’s bigger than we

Could ever conceive

That’s why they’re trying

So hard to deceive

A fight it is coming

Of proportions grand

And you’ll need to decide

On which side you stand

Because it’s for more

Than can really be told

It’s something you feel

That can’t be controlled

So follow this path

It now seems a must

And within yourself

Know what you can trust

~

There is much to lead you astray

(c) K Wicks

Tightening The Screw

It’s no secret or conspiracy that things are getting tense, in many areas of society and reality. They are squeezing the joy and life from people, slowly but surely. Painting the bleakest future they could conceive, and trying to convince us all we are part of it whether we like it or not.

Engineering food shortages seems to be their next trick, like the four horsemen of the apocalypse they bring with them pestilence, war, famine and death. We’re heading towards number three right now, real or not, the illusion of these things can still wield the desired results. As we have seen of late. But it’s out there for everyone to see (even though some still manage to suspend reality and not see it), that by holding up cargo you cause a problem. By pricing things like fertiliser to astronomical levels, they cause issues to farmers, causing more issues. Multiple food processing plants have also been the centre of fires and are out of action. It seems quite coordinated. A myriad of problems. And it should just so happen, certain organisations appear to have solutions. Not to stop causing them, or fix them. But to try and push new products they have decided need to be introduced. Synthetic meat and insects seem to be high on their menu. And they just won’t leave the digital ID alone, as well as social behaviour score to help to ‘encourage’ people to be their type of person. Phasing it in by any means.

The next worrying development aside from the food issue, is they are pushing for handing over authority in the event of a pandemic to a certain organisation. Keep in mind that have just admitted that it was no worse than the flu, and they got it wrong. Why would you need that type of executive order in place? For forced vaccination no less? Dooming even more to a painful and lingering death. Makes me wonder if they get extra kicks from pain, suffering and grief being experienced on a level not seen in our lifetime. They want to drag it out, and make everyone part of the same fate.

It feels as if they have or are trying to break the laws of humanity and nature, and write new ones. I don’t recognise their demand that I hand over my biological self to their ideals and experiments. Their desperation to inject everyone is disturbing, as time it ticking, their window gets smaller to infect as many as they can until the whole system crashes. Causing chaos and instability on top of catastrophic health failure. That is the reset they are pushing for and would like to achieve. There are some very turbulent times ahead, we would do best to buckle up…

(c) K Wicks

A collective shift… (poetry)

A collective shift

Seems to have occurred

Within the deep souls

It’s awakened and stirred

A calling of sorts

As something draws near

A darkness of times

The threat becomes clear

That this is a fight

For humanity

While forces unknown

Try so desperately

To take what we have

Rearrange and disrupt

We are but mere pawns

In their realm of corrupt

They want all our thoughts

To be full saturated

And for you to accept

What they have now fated

But within this debacle

And calamitous mess

They lack so much heart

And seems so soulless

So we look for a new way

Outside of their plan

Hoping there’s still time

To do what we can

~

While it all seems a bit precarious

(c) K Wicks