To Go Back Home

I wonder how long my thoughts will be mine, and not some errant cluster of numbers in a giant AI, or be lost somewhere where I am not allowed to think them. I wonder how long it will be until I no longer notice that I have thoughts, or that the things that I used to think are no longer even in my wheelhouse to think?

I woke up yesterday with an ache in my heart to go back to somewhere, but I couldn’t figure out where. It had the flavor of ‘home’, but that hasn’t been home for over 20+ years, so it couldn’t be that. And yet – I felt like a fish out of water all day, bereft and missing a somewhere. It wasn’t till late in the afternoon that I realized what it was.

‘Home’ was the world before cv, but even more, it was the world before water wasn’t good for you – when it was good to even drink it out of the garden hose on hot summer afternoons. When food was wholesome for you, where it came straight from the farmer to the store or out of your garden. When the ground wasn’t covered in dust particulates made of heavy metals and God knew what else. Where the grass was just grass without sprayed chemicals to make it pretty turning it into bad things for bare feet. Where fishing in a stream or pond meant you could eat what you caught without fear of the chemical pollution in the water and thusly in the fish, poisoning you. Where being with other people was a safe and happy thing, and where nature was your mother, not something distressed and angry. Back when humanity could be human. I am in mourning.

The last month or so, I have been deep in the rabbit hole of this cv nightmare, hunting the white papers, educating and reminding my self of my college cell biology, and listening to the atrocities that the Gates and Fauci’s of the world want to visit on the human race just because they have tons of money and hate most of us. I am totally blasted by those whose complete lack of humanity and total hubris would even think to perpetuate such crimes against humanity and all of the different offshoots done by petty tyrants that are being used to increase human suffering!

My soul hurts, and I want to go home.

I am done trying to out smart the crafty, the liars, fearing what I put in my body doing more harm than good. I am done with the medical establishment’s ‘Here take this pill and call me in the morning’. Take this, take that, and then you are going to need this because the side effects are worse than the cure. Damned OVER it. What most medicine does today is give a new coat of paint over a rusty body, while most of us need to clean the engine, shine up the chrome, maybe put new gaskets on the oil tank and rotors on the brakes.

So, before my ability to know myself is 5G’ed out of me, before I am condensed into a string of data bits out there, somewhere, before I loose my humanity and compassion, before the police state takes over completely‚Ķ

The human race is so beautiful. We adapt, we change, we share our selves, even our very own body wisdom, when we are together. We have ‘herd’ immunity – one persons body overcomes a pathogen and we share it energetically and physically and get over it faster. The only times we haven’t are when we have changed the electric state of the world.

(side trip here)

In the 1700’s the world discovered electricity and declared it as a ‘property’ of life. In the 1860’s when we began electrifying the earth with the telegraph, we also discovered and named a disease called ‘anxiety disorder’. By 1889 we made the great discovery called alternating current available to the world and we also discovered influenza, diabetes, obesity and heart disease. With each new electrification of the world, we have also created new human diseases. You can practically map the appearance of each new disease with the appearance of a new way to use electricity.

We are electric beings living in an electric universe, on an electric planet which is a node in a planetary electric system. Our bodies are electric – think nerves as circuitry, and our souls are electric – they run our bodies. Even our cells are a dipolar electric unit having an exterior shell of two layers of negative charged fatty acid molecules with an interior of positive ions. There is even a good case to think, because we can’t seeeeeee electricity, but the earth is electric, that there are electric life forms who live here that we can’t see or discern that were probably here first and smarter than we are (think Orbs, EVO’s and UAP”s who may be built just like the cells of our body) who actually use electricity the way we use matter to build their part of this world. And, there are places here, on the earth, where the electric circuitry is slightly off and causes glitches in the matrix, like Skinwalker Ranch, to name only one of hundreds, where there is more of an interface with our side of the world just like the ion channels of the cell walls in our bodies that let bits and pieces in and out through the negatively charged exterior.

The electrification of this world by us was inevitable, because after all, we are electric in an electric world. One day this technology will unite the seen and unseen worlds. As usual, it is not the discovery and invention that is hurting us and the world, it’s the way it is being used that is so disastrous. I, for one, refuse to let it remove my humanity, my soul, the ability to hug my babies and my friends and to hell with the consequences – lest we all forget what it feels like to really be human, and to go back home.

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