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Open (More or Less) Post on Covid 165

We are now in the fourth year of these open posts. When I first posted a tentative hypothesis on the course of the Covid phenomenon, I had no idea that discussion on the subject would still be necessary more than three years later, much less that it would turn into so lively, complex, and troubling a conversation. Still, here we are. Crude death rates and other measures of collapsing public health are anomalously high in many countries, but nobody in authority wants to talk about the inadequately tested experimental Covid injections that are the most likely cause; ~~public health authorities~~ government shills for the pharmaceutical industry are still trying to push through laws that will allow them to force vaccinations on anyone they want; public trust in science is collapsing; and the story continues to unfold.

So it's time for another open post. The rules are the same as before:

1. If you plan on parroting the party line of the medical industry and its paid shills, please go away. This is a place for people to talk openly, honestly, and freely about their concerns that the party line in question is dangerously flawed and that actions being pushed by the medical industry and its government enablers are causing injury and death on a massive scale. It is not a place for you to dismiss those concerns. Anyone who wants to hear the official story and the arguments in favor of it can find those on hundreds of thousands of websites.

2. If you plan on insisting that the current situation is the result of a deliberate plot by some villainous group of people or other, please go away. There are tens of thousands of websites currently rehashing various conspiracy theories about the Covid-19 outbreak and the vaccines. This is not one of them. What we're exploring is the likelihood that what's going on is the product of the same arrogance, incompetence, and corruption that the medical industry and its wholly owned politicians have displayed so abundantly in recent decades. That possibility deserves a space of its own for discussion, and that's what we're doing here.

3. If you plan on using rent-a-troll derailing or disruption tactics, please go away. I'm quite familiar with the standard tactics used by troll farms to disrupt online forums, and am ready, willing, and able -- and in fact quite eager -- to ban people permanently for engaging in them here. Oh, and I also lurk on other Covid-19 vaccine skeptic blogs, so I'm likely to notice when the same posts are showing up on more than one venue.

4. If you plan on making off topic comments, please go away. This is an open post for discussion of the Covid epidemic, the vaccines, drugs, policies, and other measures that supposedly treat it, and other topics directly relevant to those things. It is not a place for general discussion of unrelated topics. Nor is it a place to ask for medical advice; giving such advice, unless you're a licensed health care provider, legally counts as practicing medicine without a license and is a crime in the US. Don't even go there.

5. If you don't believe in treating people with common courtesy, please go away. I have, and enforce, a strict courtesy policy on my blogs and online forums, and this is no exception. The sort of schoolyard bullying that takes place on so many other internet forums will get you deleted and banned here. Also, please don't drag in current quarrels about sex, race, religions, etc. No, I don't care if you disagree with that: my journal, my rules.

Please also note that nothing posted here should be construed as medical advice, which neither I nor the commentariat (excepting those who are licensed medical providers) are qualified to give. Please take your medical questions to the licensed professional provider of your choice.

With that said, the floor is open for discussion.

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Dear fellow and sistren ecosophians--
it's me, erika. i am feeling shy, vulnerable, quiet, unsure, tentative, scared, confused, as i have lost my stories BUT many of you here are keeping me in this game. so many.

Temporary Reality wanted me to give you all an update because i've been struggling but i'm okay and i want to thank Quin for the prayer list and Scotlyn the goddess is healing me from afar:

i was spending time just about every day, in James' sun spot, with the kitties surrounding me. i got a sore on my nose like my freckly mom used to get, and i was afraid it was skin cancer. it wasn't healing but i did ivermection cream, i did 24mg of VIM 2xday for a couple of weeks, and i took vitamin E, and read deeper into a midwestern doc article that Temporary Reality gifted me, and in the paywalled part, i read about salycilic (sp?) acid and vitamin c crushed into a paste and i did EVERYTHING and it dried up and by the time i got to the dermatologist, she said it didn't look cancerous; just like irritation.

i remembered when she found a tiny spot on James' back, a teeny tiny scratch that wouldn't heal, they burned away a layer until it stopped bleeding and i realized it's a matter of scraping down to the good skin. something like that in theory.

so i was clear.

hurrah!

thanks for the prayers and well wishes because i also broke a cavity from the bad dentist of a few years ago and the new good dentist fixed it for a couple hundred clams. i'll still have to get a crown (that the bad prior dentist didn't do), but i don't need the drama and expense right now.

i'm finally cleaning the apartment and putting James' clothes away to deal with another day, and trying to get my apartment ready for his friend who's gonna stay here and watch the kitties while i'm visiting my family that i've been estranged from for 15 years or more.

my mom is wary because i'm a trump voter but she's surprised to find herself loving to have 2-1/2 hour phone conversations with me when she doesn't talk that much to anyone else in her life about stuff.

it'll be okay. whatever happens it's okay. with all this death (James' brother's wife died after a few bad kidney transplants and had gangrene in her vagina and the horror stories of how they treated her? eeek!), i just want to see my folks and thank them for giving me a moral basis. without that, i'd be ...i don't know. all this world stuff is getting to me.

but what's getting to me most is how morality isn't even a thing anymore. it's like that bible passage where every man does what he thinks is right and it sucks.

i used to believe artists would and could congregate on the low and make something of ourselves, but ...who can? seeing all the substack writers guilt everyone for subscriptions like individual fund drives is panhandling-depressing. something about us not being cohesive? a group?

i get it. i have no answer. the Jews wandered and now that they've got this homeland, it's not all peachy. i feel like i'm almost 60 and only recently just lost my innocence like a few months ago.

it's also making me blue that fabric outlet at 17th/mission is calling it quits after 30 years. they're so odd, they have things artists and creators can actually USE. things we didn't know existed. and all this wisdom and history...poof!

the city's dying and it's one thing to ride around and see the blight of san francisco, but when one of your mainstays of creativity is going? ouch. the staff were crying. but they're losing 33% every year and can't maintain it.

i get it.

the open print shop closed down. how and why are organizations so short-sighted and bad with money??? as a freaky art chick i'd always budget for years in advance AFTER the job. you have to.

i'm still wondering what to do with the $777 gift from Jim with the fake last name. i never bothered to look him up because that's so...crass. but i'm figuring out how to take his gift and expand it bigger. something to help incite our own parallel system, underground.

Lilly said to not overwhelm myself, keep it simple. but Lilly... that's the POINT! to take a spark and inflame it into a gasoline inferno somehow. i'm still thinking...

inspired by Ellen in Maine, i've decided to take the train cross country since i can't do the autodriveaway because California is the only place they won't use our drivers license. California jacks EVERYTHING up to "save" and "protect" us. maybe it has something to do with making us employees instead of contractors a la uber/lyft.

but the train is perfect for being among humanity at our own pace and thinking and looking outside the window at America.

it's hard because i'm becoming more and more a misanthrope.

"I READ ECOSOPHIA" is most definitely a password!

because also i want to thank Scotlyn big time:

i was trying to hurry and get knee surgery before i was going to be evicted but man... that's some serious elective surgery.... oh, i hear the crow outside making funny mom noises... anyhow, Scotlyn told me to consider trying to HEAL myself. the knee, she said some guy said, the knee is connected to the heart, and my heart is broken.

i'm trying to heal and for the first time last week, i forgot my cane and figured i'd try to ride my bike and hold onto the shopping cart and see how it went. fine! so i went out yesterday and did errands totally WITHOUT A CANE!

it hurt but i'm healing when i figured i was quickly rotting.

Kimberly Steele helps when i'm stuck and
Random Acts/druid alchemist did a reading for me and further stripped me of all pretense as i ruminated on what to do with Jim's magical $777.

i highly recommend BOTH of their readings when/if you're ready!

Scotlyn told me to take chondroitin glucosamine and vitamin E, and i'm taking extra calcium too. it was taking so long, i worried i'd have to do the surgery. maybe the surgery would be BETTER, but man... i could get a blood clot OR have to get a blood transfusion and the nurses did NOT like me trying to bank my own blood at all.

and James' brother's wife ending up with gangrene in her vagina from some side effect of other things they gave her, and seeing how they did James and wouldn't stop meds but pile more on, i'd rather take the long way and see if i can heal thyself.

so i'm also intermittent fasting to get the extra weight off i've gained since i stopped dancing after covid lockdowns and not working out lifting weights at all this past year.

some wonderful folks here sent me monies that kept me going when i was most terrified and unwilling unable to bear facing the bureaucratic systems for help, so i'm gonna try to give back by staying in the game and trying to start... SOMETHING.

I READ ECOSOPHIA!

if i wore words on t-shirts, i'd have to make one up for myself. (smile)

and dear Jessica DeCandia, thank you, too, for the offer of letting me stay in your house with FIVE KITTIES. when you said we'll see how it goes after a few days i knew you had no idea what you might be in for, and i had to save you from yourself! your body art makes you a work of art, not messy, and my life is waaaay too messy for such a gorgeous woman. i had to save you from me! (smile)

one day soon i hope to be able to join in all the reindeer games of people meeting and doing things together but my life is just too chaotic right now and i have to figure out a way of making a living in a world where i feel increasingly irrelevant as each day goes by.

i know humanity has not changed, the human heart is still human... or is it???

i'm not othering but i'm being humble: maybe i shouldn't assume we all want peace or love and that raw naked power or being simply included isn't what most folks want?

i feel confused like all this being bad ass and punk was just childish tantrums because now that the "outsiders" are insiders, they're complete and utter axxholes. i don't get it.

seeing how this town of san francisco was all too happy to follow simone's ways and help kill James with neglect and suffering has changed how i feel about people and this entire west coast. it's probably all of america at this point, but the fact that there are Temporary Realitys and Scotlyns and Lilly and Jim and Jessica and Quin and Ellen all the people who sent me monies and cards for James... wow...

i read some substack wondering if the aliens come from the center of the earth or under the waters and i actually nodded like, "could be." i wasn't othering; it made me actually HAPPY to think of having an unknown member of our kin right among us!

even if they end up frying me on a grill, it's kind cool to think we don't know ..well we hardly know anything about ourselves and where we are.

i'm less afraid of anal-probing aliens than i am of my fellow humans.

anyhow, someone was talking upstream about many people likely being completely unhinged and insane right now. before times would have me chuckling that we're all "crazy," but i actually DO think people are cracking because i've been through more than the average bear---both when i was young and just this year--- and i'd be mad as a hatter if it weren't for ECOSOPHIANS and the people i've met and talked to here.

no lie.

and with the madness and lack of moral grounding and small goals/thinking like "do we have enough black lesbian pilots?" we're screwed for many generations to come and i don't even know how to handle that because i was always the freaky outrageous emotional one and now i feel ...downright boring ordinary unexciting.

it's sad watching Everything go to hell. it's breaking my heart.

and without stories or a new story i can get behind, i'm flailing about as an artist.

and to that i also want to thank whomever it was on ECOSOPHIA who mentioned The Neverending Story and linked to his own analysis. yeah, i finally read the book a few weeks ago and it seems to be an inspired tome.

reminded me of the Wall of Fame story: a wall as far as the eye could see covered with names. "there's no room for my own!" / "just wipe one off and cover it with yours."

my stories are all from a belief in progress that i just can't seem to shake.

oh well... i will keep my apartment for now. i'm mourning James as i clean and reorganize. i think they are one in the same.

so i just wanted to thank you all for keeping me in the game and i'll do my best to give back as soon as i'm able. i have all these talents, but to what end???...

i'm going to be looking at relocating back east the moment things drop in price enough, IF they do while i still can do anything. it's a race against time and nature, right?

Papa G, i'm glad you're healing and doing well after Sara's death. i'm heartened to see you'll love again and are rediscovering music. me, too. i listen to KEXP all the time now. they've re-invented or been keeping radio alive as a community thang for artists to be live.

there's something there. to anyone who's curious, stream at KEXP.org. they have a lot of listeners around the world and i see why. somehow Seattle's been keeping the torch lit from their days of being the center of music. they weren't a fad! they're still discovering sharing and giving us soundtracks for life right now. they go old new and sideways and all over.

that inspires me.

this is longer than i meant. i'm cleaning but it's hot here and i wanted to take a break and write you all. i've been feeling super shy and i didn't wanna just write a simple thanks; i had to slit a vein for you all and BE EMBARRASSED and shy.

i've been feeling like i was suddenly rotting and falling apart and have nothing to give.

i may not.

as a multiple leo it's probably high time i do the tango with public humility confusion sadness despair and loss, because that's when i end up seeing and receiving God from others around me and then my misanthrope waivers a bit and i like that.

okay, back to cleaning. i just wanted to thank you too, Papa G. one day i'll give you a bear hug. i love your story and how you've become The Pretty One.

there's laughter at your table, even in the midst of all this horror and tragedy.

but yes... to the rest of you: count on it that people are now mad as hatters. i'm holding on but even simone wouldn't have made it through a fraction of what she put us through and the others as well. they're all unconscious and won't be able to handle what they've wrought when it kicks back on them just because it's inevitable.

that's what's dangerous: no humility no learning no reflection... no "god."

i wanna see my folks because i wanna thank them before they die, face to face, because i no longer CARE what they put me through. it's most important that i had a "god" a grounding, even as they struggled. the struggle is enough.

but how do you live on when you see humanity naked and how do you make your way in all this?

Papa G is a miracle to watch how he made his own thing his way and never begs or passes the hat. he offers something. he's chill even if he's grouchy.

James was that way, too. i loved him for it.

i'm not afraid of idealistic chill grouches. they've a reason to be!

much love and gratitude to each of you here. Christophe, you, too. so many i will have forgotten. please please don't take personal offense.

we've got a thing. whenever i venture out even in other substack comment sections i usually feel like i'm wasting my time because the brain power and intelligence collective is HERE.

xxxxxx

Kitten/erika

(roar & meow)

Hey Erika, thanks for posting. I'm sending big hugs, & reassurance that you don't have to pour out everything for your posts to be worthwhile. (It's a life lesson I'm working on learning right now, and it sounded like maybe you'd find it helpful, too.)

Re getting across the country: not sure how the relative pricing is now, but a couple of decades ago I found the bus considerably cheaper than the train when I needed to get from California to New York. Admittedly, the train is generally more scenic.

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Dear adara9...
The bus cross country is a little TOO REAL for me!
X

Thanks for the KEXP.org link. Logged on and what was playing but Donovan, Season of the Witch.

Peace.

That's just sooooo perfect!
X

Eh up kiddo.

That's a lot of words.

Glad acupuncture hitting the spot - I've had a fair bit over the years and my (now former - due to illness) 5 element acupuncturist is now a good friend:)

Oops.

Erika, I need to clarify this message is from a place of love, I've just got into a recent bad habit of commenting on the obvious. Who cares how many words! Good to have you around.

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Even I was embarrassed and surprised at how long my posts got. It's okay; I thought you were a little irritated like "this isn't the place!"

But I'm from the east coast and Gen X, so not as touchy as all that. Be yourself.

I just didn't know what to say to the statement like the one above you, so I just let it stand.

As chatty as I seem, sometimes I don't wanna have to always respond as it seems shallow or flat, or I want time to think. Sometimes I wanna quietly take something in but it doesn't work online.

(Smile)

But we're good. I'm not fussing!

X

Good to hear from you again. I would like to send you hugs and blessings to be used as you see fit. Have a pleasant journey back east.

thank you, dear kayr.
x

Hi Erika,

I’ve been doing some exercises for the past two years using stretchy bands which have helped enormously with my knee pain/ osteoarthritis. My surgeon told me to wait on getting any knee replacement surgery because he would not guarantee it would stop the pain, and he could guarantee that it would diminish my range of motion. I’m happy to pass them along to you if you’re interested.

I also include you and James in my SoP daily, by the way.

Annette

yes, please do! e@erikalopez.com

thank you thank you for including both James and me in your SoP. wow. i'm honored. thank you so much. x

and your surgeon is the first i've heard who even CARES about range of motion. i know i haven't been able to WALK but that i can squat all the way down is a big deal for all movement and if i have artificial joints that unnaturally restrict that... well, it just seems WEIRD and i didn't wanna lose that and i didn't know WHY. i mean, who cares about squatting? i do. but it seemed unimportant to anyone else who's ever had knee surgery.

i'm heartened that i may be able to heal much of this on my own. this forum ...without it i'd be likely to go along with what "everyone" has said.

but yes; since i cannot do squats with weights right now or anymore, i'd like to see what you're doing.

(also...what if it DID go bad? you can't go back to your original knee. i'd rather learn how to work with what i've got. i just thought it was over til Scotlyn told me she's seen others heal)

thanks so much again for holding us in your heart and in the light.

x

There might be folks who can benefit from knowing how DMSO can be included in a total health promotion plan and emergency response kit.

If you do not mind being poked with a sharp stick of knowledge about how powerful people treat disaster-affected people like something lower than dirt, I can recommend you read these two links.

https://www.midwesterndoctor.com/p/hurricane-helene-has-a-critical-lesson

https://www.midwesterndoctor.com/p/dmso-could-save-millions-from-brain

When I calmed down (temporarily) from MWD’s reports of “preferred vendors” deliberate blocking of community delivered aid efforts and other related hits of malevolent malfeasance, I went looking to learn a bit about uses of dimethyl sulfoxide to treat pain of the knee, other joints, lower back, feet, etc. There is a good deal of information available from herbal stores and all. It looks pretty powerful. And of course people will consult their consult their trained health care providers before taking such a quick acting pain reliever.

It might be well to shield your Inner Eye with anti-hate-glare filters just to speed up extraction of the useful info without becoming incandescent with futile rage. The malicious jerks ye shall always have with ye. Better to spread the healing balm over the Teachers’ feet instead of getting distracted by the wlmnaths, yes?

Also. for disaster preps:

https://www.midwesterndoctor.com/p/what-water-should-you-drink

Yes, I've been reading Midwestern doc on what's going down in NC and it's... no words for all this.

X

E

"i just wanted to thank you too, Papa G. one day i'll give you a bear hug. i love your story and how you've become The Pretty One."

LOL Erika you crack me up. Don't ever change. FYI you should be a lyricist. Check out bands that need one. Seriously.

On topic, so many illnesses in young people and even babies whose moms took the jabs. They can't be definitively linked to Covid jabs of course, but I believe they are. Other vaccines don't help either.

i know.... my mom and sister are very sick, as well, and they didn't even catch it from each other but it's knocking them out.
that's a big part of why i must visit them while i have them around. no more time must be missed.

everyone's going so quickly and so many. and cancer's going around like we used to catch cold. this is going to make me love more ambitiously without apologizing for it ever again, you know?

x

Check out the streams over WFMU.org too if you need something to occupy your mind as you heal. Excellent New Jersey channel. Totally independent radio. They have lots of archives too. My favorite show on there is the now occassional Do or DIY:

https://www.wfmu.org/playlists/PL

Peace to you and I am sure the next phase and the next door will open up for you.

JPM

yes! i'd listen to them when i was traveling from my art director's house in North Jersey into the city when i was touring/performing!

i've bookmarked your link. thank you. i loooove good radio. yes...good radio heals my mind.

x

Happy to get the update from you, Erika. Also happy that healing is happening with your knee, mourning James and relations with your family. May the healing continue unabated. Keep on roaring and meowing (and, of course, knowing when to roar and when to meow)!

Ron M

thanks, Ron. i'm just meowing if even THAT. my haka roars seem long long ago, another world. (smile) i'm almost 60 and if i don't know when to roar/meow i doubt i ever will get it right.
by the way i love your posts more and more. i quietly read. they're always well written, never boring or tedious. you're getting better and better.

i love how you never show despair and always twist back into FIGHT and DEFIANCE. i really wish i could do that./again?

x

Dear Kitten,

Thank you for this! I'm glad to hear that you're still roaring and meowing, and I'll look forward to that bear hug.

Can a person have an impact on your soul. Is your soul your consciousness as you perceive it or something more? How many milliseconds of face to face contact is required? Can a similar impact be had, for a virtual connection? With AI can they fake that? Is it more than words on a screen/book and more of a connection at a spiritual layer?

I certainly don't have the confidence in being able to be certain of much of the above...and yet I feel that yes you can impact someone. And that impact can survive you. And that impact can be lifelong (and beyond) with a few seconds of interaction. And yes if two souls are connecting and thinking it can be real, even if you have never shared the same air.

I wrote the above thinking of Erika and how I am thankful for her grit. Keep on!
Do not go gentle into that good night.

and thank you, only a handful of folks really move me, where it is not PHD perfect, it is visceral, fragments of thoughts that grab me.

Just someone else who sends happy thoughts and prayers towards the Ecosophy family, and Erika who rather peculiarly is able to send me an electric shock and make me stop and think. A rarity these days.

thank you,
rq

oh man the tears are really soaking the neck around my tshirt now!!!!
i'd JUST written Jim $777 about how do we as artists convey our humanity defiantly in the midst of all this...death and stupid inane destruction??? if we're really the unofficial legistlators of culture, what is success?

and i answered myself again: it's inspiring someone else to let his or her own freak flag fly THEIR way. it's ENERGY to do that.

thank you, rq. i'm already successful then and i've been feeling like such an irrelevant loser, ineffectual... all talk... slaves dancing in chains...is that madness or freedom? if they imprison us, what does it look/feel like to remain free???

thank you i love you back, rq. i do. it's that simple and easy.

thank you for your unembarrassed heart./ i can go on and keep doing this, then. it's not self indulgent power madness that i seek after all in trying to electrify...

ELECTRIC SHOCK.

that's it. that's all i want to leave behind whether i'm here alive or long dead. YOU GET IT!

thank you. that's art to me... finding others who see the colors only hummingbirds see.

thank you rq.

much much love and thank you for getting my love letter to all here. yes... ALL. the louds the quiets the lurking the regulars the anonymous the named...

i love this place. it's how we find each other and keep each other in this from afar.

it is magic. i'm so honored to be here. thank you again, Papa.

this place is amazing an ELECTRIC SHOCK! i needed a happy beautiful cry.

xxxxxx

Wow Erika, Hella post! I wanted to reply when you mentioned kexp, but couldn't really add anything. It's all good, that morning show is soon good.

I post here as Jed, but my name is James and I always shed a tear reading your posts.

James

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Thank you, Papa! you made the tears come!
(also calling me kitten is that prompt not to fake a thing.)

much love to you, Papa...

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