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Today's the first official day of Summer where I live as I write the day before posting, but we have a partly sunny 62 degrees officially posted with wind gusts making it feel closer to 52 degrees. I brought fruit salad to a potluck in the park, attended by like-minded pro-Constitutionalists, watching them throw Bocce Balls and Horse Shoes. Last year I joined in more, but this year felt off, not having my better half with me. I enjoyed a more passive roll, watching the snowing down of wisps from a cottonwood tree, listening to the cheering of Little League games happening nearby, smelling corn dogs heating up in the concession booth.
The last few months and last few days (even the last few hours) in particular before my time at the park had been mentally and emotionally taxing. Everyone’s been on edge, and I am expected to perform, assist, work, plan, organize, multitask, speak up and do the right thing. Spirit has been pushing me to step up even in what should be my down time when I'd rather retreat inward. A perfect example is last night when the downstairs neighbor was listening to music until midnight with a quality speaker system, keeping my husband awake. We initially thought it was a party, and maybe police would need to be called for a noise ordinance complaint. My spouse was becoming more upset by the minute, especially when we realized it was our neighbor. I knew the neighbor would be reasonable if I just took a leap of faith. And he turned the music down when I asked.
I've had less success at work in de-escalation and other issues. I refuse to waste too much time as people get hostile with me, as if I'm supposed to be a whipping post/strawman for the dumpster fire that is Western Medicine. I get this gut feeling that an event horizon has been crossed, and we're probably only going to have more outrage and fury from the public. I saw the wheels coming off the bus years ago. I tried to warn people as it lifted off the reservation, soaring out towards space. Now it's getting swallowed into the black hole of the abyss (see Gender Affirming Care, and note there could be another 30-40 fabulous new pronouns added to our intake questions and some gradeschool curriculums before this nightmare is over). Anyone caught up in the web of polypharmacy and other Woke Healthcare who doesn't know any better is getting sucked in, and their time is short if they don't cry out to Jesus. I am depending more and more upon Jesus to lead me through this Twilight Zone territory as a nurse. If someone who I knew and trusted offered to pay my way through medical school, I would have to check his or her forehead and say no. Naturopathic Medicine would be the only exception that could tempt me, and even that, only after some vetting of the school. Ultimately, I know that even that is a waste of time. What I have experienced with prayer, especially group prayer and partnering with Jesus with the healing process has changed how I think about healing and medicine. It includes my own testimony of recovery from debilitating migraine headache disease and depression/anxiety.
Impacting health, public health, and healthcare is a supernatural move of God happening today, forming another kind of event horizon converging into these curious times. I am certain these times are what our ancestors called The Harvest. This other pull is keeping me going and weathering The Storm. While a great deal of social media is currently hand-wringing or panicking over what seems to be End Times Prophetic events in the Middle East, I'm wondering how much of this is wag-the-dog false flag attempts, optics, Deep State factions going at each other or combinations of this. I see the nation-state of Israel which was always a metastization of the global Deep State being mistakenly called the Israel of the Bible. The Tucker interview with Ted Cruz was so vindicating for me. In my mind, Matthew 24:24 called it: The elect were deceived. Most Christians never even considered the possibility that Synagogue of Satan could lay hold of the kingship of Israel and enslave them once again, as has happened before a few notable times, really. We should love the people of Israel, but be very cautious about sending their government billions and billions of dollars to do things like build another Iron Dome. I'm as certain about this as I was about the "Safe and Effective", glamorous, "New and Improved", "Get Your Free Donut" Vaxxine Technology pushed with dancing nurses on social media and late night television. News anchors practically insisting that rogues like myself could kill millions, possibly billions of helpless grandparents if we dare to say No to $cience. Now it's clear, I HOPE, to the majority that these once unquestionable authorities and their mainstream media propagandists are all compromised in some way. Maybe they went to an island or to an after-hours party. Maybe they were just paid handsomely by communist oligarchs to say things.
Recent news of the latest COVID variant being called the Nimbus Variant, simultaneously made me angry and amused, laughing, knowing that these degenerates are desperately trying to mock and manipulate us again, but they will fail. About a year ago the usual suspects were threatening an even more deadly variant. Last week there was news of someone my husband works with getting diagnosed with Scarlet Fever, easily fixed with a few days of cheap antibiotics. These monsters were trying to aerosolize Rabies, so I'm just grateful that they can only salivate over news of RAZOR BLADE SORE THROAT COVID while their funding dries up.
The fight is on. Turning over tables is happening again. In other curious news, somehow lumbrokinase escaped my attention. It's been around for a couple of years now and being used to break down the fibrous clots in people who took the COVID vaccines. God bless the Japanese with their isolated enzymes (nattokinase from bacteria, serrapeptase from butterflies, and lumbrokinase from the saliva of the humble earthworm). God will have the last word on "Eat Zee Bugs".
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