Early in 2019, during one of my magical practices, I had an entity I've found I can trust tell me that in the not too distant future I would have the chance to make the worst mistake of my life. She didn't specify what the mistake was; she said that if I paid attention, I'd have no trouble figuring out what it was, and avoiding it. I wondered whether it would be a bad career choice, and filed it away for future reference.
When the Covid business began, I didn't think of the prediction. I simply watched what was happening. I don't use mainstream medicine -- I've had too many people I care about killed or hurt by incompetent doctors and toxic medicines -- so I wasn't particularly interested in the vaccine in the first place. It was watching people's brains turn off, watching them forget everything they claimed to believe about the problems with corporate modern medicine, that convinced me that there was something profoundly sick going on, and it wasn't the Covid virus.
Then my wife and I got Covid. We treated it with bed rest and biochemic cell salts; I was back on my feet, feeling fine, in a matter of days. My wife had her usual post-viral syndrome -- her immune system is kind of a mess -- but she got better at the usual pace. We both agreed that we've had colds that were worse, and that there was zero reason to take an inadequately tested experimental vaccine.
It was only later, in the late spring of 2021, that I realized what had happened. I spoke with the same entity and said, "The vaccine was the mistake, right?" She said, "Yes. You paid attention, and avoided it."
Re: The Epiphany (A reflection thread on pandemic choices)
When the Covid business began, I didn't think of the prediction. I simply watched what was happening. I don't use mainstream medicine -- I've had too many people I care about killed or hurt by incompetent doctors and toxic medicines -- so I wasn't particularly interested in the vaccine in the first place. It was watching people's brains turn off, watching them forget everything they claimed to believe about the problems with corporate modern medicine, that convinced me that there was something profoundly sick going on, and it wasn't the Covid virus.
Then my wife and I got Covid. We treated it with bed rest and biochemic cell salts; I was back on my feet, feeling fine, in a matter of days. My wife had her usual post-viral syndrome -- her immune system is kind of a mess -- but she got better at the usual pace. We both agreed that we've had colds that were worse, and that there was zero reason to take an inadequately tested experimental vaccine.
It was only later, in the late spring of 2021, that I realized what had happened. I spoke with the same entity and said, "The vaccine was the mistake, right?" She said, "Yes. You paid attention, and avoided it."