The Accuser
For the first time in my life I felt as if I had been thrown back to another time. A time not so long ago when people had to be careful about what they said in public (and private). To ensure they wore the proper symbol in obedience to public ordinances as they conducted their day to day lives. And to make sure their views on current events did not deviate from the “official” version promoted by the “experts”. We say we despise that time of human suffering… and yet we appear to have embraced it once again. Who is my accuser?
The Crime
There I was, minding my own business, engaged in an edifying conversation in the produce section of a market with a new friend and then it happened. We were awkwardly approached by an employee of the store bearing a message she clearly did not want to bring. She politely informed us that she was sent on a policing errand, an act she would never have done of her own free will, to tell us that a customer has complained about our presence in the store. You see, we had committed the double crime of having a “deviant” conversation in public without having our faces covered. This stranger, the accuser, the diminished creature enjoying her new found power to intimidate others through pulling the strings of another, sat quietly behind the scenes in a protected space of anonymity.
Apparently, in this not-so-brave new world, people that honor the face symbol and the dehumanizing rules being enforced in its name are also embracing another concept. The act of lording over others actions and activities to score “moral” points and good standing with their real abusers (anyone with an authoritative title). They are blind to this abdication of their own power. And, just like any victim in an abusive relationship, they will protect the abuser and project their feelings of powerlessness onto someone else in order to self soothe and deflect.
The Struggle
The connection in conversation with this lovely woman I had just met was just what I needed. I have been struggling with the endless abuse of power, control and manipulation of my/our daily lives. I am less resilient as the days begin to blur into a nonsensical maze of madness. And in this state of mind I chance upon this sweet woman – eyes warm, brave and full of compassion – we needed each other on this day. She had her sister with her, a sister that is vaccine injured and, as such, now depends on her older sister’s care and protection. It is together that they struggle through this life and together they stand for their very survival.
Why then, accuser, did you feel the need to throw your poison darts? What was it, really, that you were hoping to achieve? Do you no longer notice the suffering on the face of another? Can you not see beyond your color coordinated cloth covered nose? We, those that, for better or worse, see the writing on the wall, feel alone and out numbered. There is always the icy stare and cold wind that greets us each and every time we dare to walk in health among you. Humanity is losing its collective mind as Truth and reality become inverted concepts in order to prepare the way for the new normal.
The Abuser
The accuser/victim I speak of has willfully turned into the abuser. Truth be told, they have an irrational need to see everyone comply to make sense of their own choice in this pathetic situation. It is the mere action of not following the rules that so affronted their senses and ignited this feeling of anger and dare I say privilege. I hear, “If only everyone would isolate and mask up this would all be over”. I have news for you – it, the high point of this generally mild illness, has been over for several months now. What isn’t over is the hostile takeover of our future. And when the vaccines hit the market, you will again, do what you are told. Why? Because you allowed them to strike the match that set the world on fire.
These ideas, or word spells, that belch like smoke stacks from the smug faces of “news” media, government agencies, corporations, and social media run on a coordinated loop. Day in and day out they drive this ritualistic procession through the folds of our brain until one by one we are captured and convinced to put on our own chains. No lie is complete without a daily count of fabricated statistics to grind away at our minds and lay waste to our physical and mental health. The toxic soot of propaganda has blackened our lives and suffocates our thoughts. If you were not told on the daily to be afraid would you be afraid? What do you see with your own eyes versus what you are being told to see?
Ordo Ab Chao (Order out of Chaos) : Problem Reaction Solution : is a mass mind control system. It is used to make changes to the law that the citizens would not accept otherwise.
The Law
To the person that decided to wield their fear and self-will like a weapon in an attempt to discriminate and humiliate us – I feel nothing but sorrow for you. One cannot be persuaded to see what they cannot see nor hear what they cannot hear. The door opens only when you make the effort to turn the key for yourself. It is a universal law that all of us “shall reap what we sow”. Perhaps you think I am taking this too far. That the comparisons with a previous “dark winter” in the past does not equate. All I can say is – it’s time to wake up.
As I wrap this up I want to ask you – who are you in all of this? Will you come to understand the totality of this Great Reset and begin to resist? Or, will you betray humankind with a well-intentioned kiss?
Hi! New reader here…your writing resonates within me. I have experienced very similar interactions with people and it pierces me deep…not because I can’t compose a witty retort as to why I’m not masked, but because of the accusatory interaction in and of itself. As if I merely exist to harm another human being by just simply…breathing.
I’m Rebecca, friend to Christy and I look forward to more of what you have to share. Thank you for being you.
Welcome Rebecca! I already love you :). “As if I merely exist to harm another human being by just simply… breathing”! Yes, this! Thank you for existing in Truth, Peace, and Love sister. We will get through this together in the real meaning of the word – not the twisted “apart is together” nonsense. Thank you for your comment – it has lifted my Spirit!