Bleeding under the skin, in internal organs, or from the mouth, eyes or ears
Nervous system malfunctions
The Bombali virus joins the five already-known Ebola virus species: Zaire virus, Bundibugyo virus, Sudan virus, Taï Forest virus and Reston virus. Of those five, all except the Reston virus are known to cause severe and often fatal disease in humans. [The 9 Deadliest Viruses on Earth]
Ebola is not the only hemorrhagic fever that causes bleeding under the skin, in internal organs, or from the mouth, ear or eyes. Perhaps that is the most disturbing detail. Bleeding under the skin and in internal organs. In short, your organs dissolve into unrecognizable matter. We all have seen the photos of those sick with Ebola. Their eye’s are popped. They drip blood from every oracle around their head. A suffering sight.
The odd are stacking up against us. How long until a hemorrhagic fever is unleashed among us? Will you be on the front line to care for the bleeding sick? Or will you be one of the bleeding sick? We can not assume this can not happen to us. Covid19 happened to us.
Is this the best the CDC could do? It runs parallels to Revelations in the sense God says the dead will come up out of their graves. CDC says here they come call them “Zombie’s.”
Ezekiel 37:13 – And ye shall know that I [am] the LORD, when I have opened your graves, O my people, and brought you up out of your graves,
From a fleshy carnate point of view this is a scary reality. Imagine one morning waking up to find your deceased grandparents at your kitchen table. Is this why we dress our dead? What would you say? “Good morning I knew one day you would rise from the dead?” “Are you hungry?” What an awkward moment it will be when they come up from the grave by God’s hand. What an awkward moment it will be when we see zombie’s? Let that rest on your mind for a minute before digesting or retaining this thought.
Now that you rested that thought think of the movie, “The Stand.” You will know when you have reached the end of this adventure and your feet are again planted firmly on the ground. Until then imagine the possibilities if the dead rose again.
Until then ask yourself if maybe they have already risen. Zombie’s in the flesh. The undead zombie’s who never died yet never live.
If Father said as it is written, “it repenteth me that I have made them.” Imagine your own Father repulsed by you. Repulsed so much in fact if Father said as it is written, “I will destroy man whom I have created from the face of the earth; both man and beast, and the creeping thing, and the fowls of the air.”
Read this again. “I will destroy man.” This is a strong statement. I read this passage tonight moments before I bowed to my knees to pray. I assured God, my Father, that we as man will destroy ourselves.
Psalms 23:4 – Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil: for thou [art] with me; thy rod and thy staff they comfort me.
Whinfield and Dickson along with inventors W.K. Birtwhistle and C.G. Ritchiethey also created the first polyester fiber called Terylene in 1941 (first manufactured by Imperial Chemical Industries or ICI). The second polyester fiber was Dupont’s Dacron. –https://www.thoughtco.com/history-of-polyester-4072579
A stationary electric charge, typically produced by friction, which causes sparks or crackling or the attraction of dust or hair.
static electricity 1. Electric charge that accumulates on an object rather than flowing through it as a current.
I have that feeling of being chased by saran wrap. I lift my head from the pillow and crawl out of bed stretch, pray and grab the robe. That is the mistake I always make. I grab that robe. That is when it happens. My hair clings to my face as if it is holding on in fear. I try desperately to remove the strands clinging to my skin.
At night I lay in fear of those crackling lights attacking me where I touch. The crackling and popping even the zaps of light in the night from the electrical flow is to much for me. It should be to much for all of us.
It has to be Americas secret not so secret weapon. Imagine if a drone was created and used as a weapon. Imagine if those zaps of static electricity felt more like cattle prods tapping on your body.
“They”, who ever the hell they are may be able to select who they target via the drone GPS. They may decide Dorothy needs to be taught a lesson and turn up the static electricity to remind me who “They” are.
Be ware of the label on your clothing. Polyester and Nylon just to name these two are American Secret Not So Secret Weapons. Cotton doesn’t hurt. Buy cotton and stay off Americas static electricity grid. It hurts.
Massachusetts resident Betty Andreasson claimed that aliens had implanted a device in her nose during her supposed alien abduction in 1967, first publicized by Raymond Fowler in his book, The Andreasson Affair. A Canadian woman named Dorothy Wallis claimed a similar experience in 1983.https://alien-ufo-research.com/alien-implants/
The insertion of long needle-like objects into the nasal passages is also common in reported abductions, and always allegedly performed without the aid of a speculum. – https://alien-facts.com/abductee-reports
Covid19 nasal swap
I do not know the wrong or the right way to take or do a nasal swab for the Covid19. I only know a day in hell will freeze before anyone inserts a 6 inch stick into any of my oracles above my neck. That day in hell also should freeze for you.
I have met Whitley Strieber. The book, “Communion,” may stir your memory. I met with those proclaiming to have alien encounters. I must confess there was confusion between aliens and spirits in my mind.
The alien abductees or encounters of the whatever kind speak of sticks being placed up their nose to implant alien implants. This is the only correlation I can relate between Covid and Aliens.
Just saying. I wonder how alien abductees feel now when they realize how long the stick will be inserted in their nose to get a swab. I wonder if they are having flash backs of their alien encounters. Perhaps they wonder now if aliens are really communist. Are they confused by the similarities of the oddities that pause the reality enough to allow someone to place a stick up their noses.
I have not encountered aliens placing sticks up my nose nor have I had the Covid stick up my nose test. I am just documenting with humor how silly it is we mix reality with non reality until we are confused. Until we are paused enough to swallow the reality handed us. Watch your nose.
I will spare my audience the gorgy photos of human beings torn up by Nazi Medical Experiments. I will spare your eye’s the horrors Uyghurs, Falun, Christian and many more people live daily imprisoned in China Concentration Camps. I will not cause you my reader to image the genocide of American babies aborted at full term for medical experiments. I dare not disturb your visions or dreams of what is or what should be.
This post is not a reminder of other’s sins past or present. It is a post to remind us of our own sins. A reminder to remember that it matter’s how we treat other’s and how we let other’s treat us. How do those you watch treat those you see?
The mentally ill among us are as vulnerable as the aborted babies. I was aghast in review of past insane asylum’s and the treatment of there patients. The medical experiments were endless horrors. The structure for controlling the derelict was abominable. The lack of recognizing the derelicts humanity was appalling. It is inexcusable to encourage mentally disabled human beings to wander aimlessly naked defecating on themselves and others in a playground of excrement. These people are not animals. They also deserve the right to live as a human being.
I had an Aunt named Thelma who was mentally ill. I remember the many times she was scolded and guided as a child by my grandmother and mother. They did the same to me. I was to watch my Aunt. My Aunt was to watch me. I found her delightful. We both agreed that she would not tell me what to do nor could I tell her what to do. It worked for both of us. We were always in agreement. My Aunt was blessed.
Be kind to the mentally ill. Remind them they also are human beings. It is the simple things that matter most to them. Just simply love them when you see them. Simply be kind and interact with them. They are born with few choices. Make your choice an act of kindness.
“Acts of Kindness is the greatest Love that could ever come and it comes from ideology of humanity that thrives with sacredness, the holiness of a human being, the right to love of a human being and understand there is in fact an eternal right and wrong.
The effects of a nuclear holocaust on the working class city of Sheffield, England and the eventual long-term effects of nuclear war on civilization.
“But the fearful, and unbelieving, and the abominable, and murderers, and whoremongers, and sorcerers, and idolaters, and all liars, shall have their part in the lake which burneth with fire and brimstone: which is the second death.”
Is nuclear war hell? Is this the hell Father spoke of in the Bible? Is this the intense heat that burns away energy we call a soul? If one considers a soul energy would this be the final death?
Let’s assume nuclear fire is hell fire. The fire of the evil, the evil spark. The energy that zaps all energy into nothingness. The energy that destroys the electrical charge that zaps a sperm and egg to produce life? Life becomes void. Nothingness.
Yet, from hell life rose. The animals thrive in the radioactive zone. God teaches the destruction of man by fire. He promised with the rainbow to drown us no more. Does this indicate God will destroy mans evil with hell to bring a better life form? Father says he will.
Will God create another Adam? Will God create another Eve? How will Father destroy us the next time around? Will we ever learn?
In conclusion I will let Father decide what do to with the mess of flesh He calls man. Until then, maybe we should consider loving more and hating less. Nuclear war is not the answer. It is the end of life as we know it.
“Trust in the LORD with all thine heart; and lean not unto thine own understanding.”
King James Version (KJV)
I lean far into my understanding until I prostate before God quivering in my ignorance. It is then I scowl the name Eve. My wet hands catch the tear’s rolling down my cheeks. I beg Father for understanding. “I am not Eve who succumbed to the serpent.” I cry to Father on my belly begging for understanding.
I learned to blame Eve while at church camp before puberty. One of my Sunday school friends and I decided to hide under the bed in a cottage instead of attending a church event that evening. We were gathering around a camp fire to hear testimonies from the Elders.
Instead they searched the lake for our bodies. We understood we were in big trouble. We decided we would blame Eve. We would tell the Elders that it was because Eve ate the apple that we sinned.
We stood before the Elders and said our piece. They in turn looked at us blankly as if they were afraid to speak. My grandmother took my hand and led me away. She told me the most horrid story of how she had to walk over rattle snakes to get to the lake. She prayed God would spare me. That’s when she turned her head around and starred directly at me with piecing eyes.
We are all children in God’s eye’s. How can we lean on our own understanding? If we did what understanding would we lean on?
“Is Artificial Intelligence the Beast?” I do not know the answer. But, I do know the question. “Is Artificial Intelligence the Beast?” “When they behold the beast that was, and is not, and yet is.” What does this mean? What does Artificial Intelligence look like?
Did man say, “Lets make AI in our image?” Is Artificial Intelligence a reflection of man? Is man a reflection of the beast?
“The beast that thou sawest was, and is not; and shall ascend out of the bottomless pit, and go into perdition: and they that dwell on the earth shall wonder, whose names were not written in the book of life from the foundation of the world, when they behold the beast that was, and is not, and yet is.”
Bullshitinusitis is fatal. I realized today while leaning into my computer holding my head up with both hands I have it. I have the fatal Bullshitinusitis. The symptoms came on fast today. My head spun, my stomach knotted and my heart raced.
I leaned back in my office chair realizing bullshitinusitis is contagious. Pandemic worthy it sure is. Masses of people are screaming about cows passing gas to the extreme we will die in 9 years if we do not start eating lab grown meat made from cells.
Covid19 is what they call it now has changed names three or four times. A disease they say that can kill the weak, the old, and the medically vulnerable. A mask will stop or slow the virus they say. Social distancing, quarantining, destroying small business and big families all in one shot. A biowarfare attack contaminant called Bullshitinusitis.
The media portrays America to be a strange nation we are just learning. Stop what you are doing and remember who we are as Americans. Who are they to tell us who we should be as citizens? America is not unfamiliar to its citizens who have lived on its soil for hundreds of years.
Bullshitinusitis will convince you your child can be male or a female via hormone control and surgery. Bullshitinusitis can be fatal. If you experience fear, dread and impending doom you may have it. You may have lost your faith, your hope, maybe even your courage in the fight for normalcy and sanity in America.
Remember friends this is our country. We must remember with good faith and courage to remain hopeful that we as a nation can recover from the unforeseen Bullshitinusitis that has spread across our nation like wild fire.
To avoid Bullshitinusitis turn off your social media, your media media, and remember again the sounds of a chirping bird. A child jumping rope. The warm sun on your face. Water running over rocks in a stream.
Ground reality to something wholesome, good and meaningful. We are being bombarded with Bullshitinusitis to the point society quivers in confusion. You will know who has the Bullshitinusitis as they will start Bullshitinyou.