The Press; the Jab, this time in Sweden.
Remember AIDS? Suddenly gays and junkies were dying all over the place. They made a big deal out of it, but I didn't know anyone who got it.
…even though I’ve had many gay friends, not one of them died from AIDS. But since the COVID foolishness, with its mandates, AND THE SHOTS… let’s see… there’s…
Ann Woolsey, my first wife, and closest friend throughout my life, visiting a friend in California, took two shots, and two boosters. The last one only twelve hours before she boarded a plane and flew back to Pennsylvania. When she arrived, she had lost her ability to communicate. A friend who was to meet her, took her directly to the hospital. She was diagnosed as having “Brain Bleed, and cancer of the lungs, in fact, cancer was racing through her body. I went to see her there. The prognosis was dire, the end was near, all I could do was hold her hand… and through this touching of the skin, we communicated all the things that were left to say. They moved her to her house in Pennsylvania and I saw her a couple times there. Then, of course it was time for me to ride. Gears and tears, kind of a backdrop of my life, I kissed her one more time and left. Two days later in Arkansas I got a message that she has passed during night. The rest is between me and her…
I was staying in a sort of cowboy trailer court close to the Mexican border, in Arizona and had a friend who’d worked for a company who’d insisted its members get their COVID shots. Story has it that his heart locked up on him, but through medical heroics and a contract with the Universe still left open, he’s here with us today. Don’t get the shot… just don’t.
Then my brother-in-law in Costa Rica took the shot that almost killed him. They told him his vanes were too small… odd I think, that they weren’t too small when he was lifting weights when he was young. Fortunately, he is recovering.
The man who sold me my house died this year, he was fifty years old. Can’t verify that he took the shot, but I believe he did, and it was the shot that killed him.
I have a cousin who almost died from prostate cancer. In his seventies, maybe he just got it the old fashioned way… but I think it could have been the shot, the timing was right. All a bit wishy washey… but I still read and I hear a distant rumbling that says these pharma companies will pay in a way they hadn’t planned… and so will the politicos who did their part to keep the deaths quiet. Yes, and mainstream press who nodded like a puppy in a rear window. Pass it on, stand up when it’s important… Fuzz
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