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When something piques my interest, I get into it, fill up my mind-tank. This is what I’ve been gorging on this week:

David Dees’ brilliant and difficult illustrations. The first one I saw, directly after the Redding “war-fire” in July 2018: This one, and it said it all

Many of us were already deep into the Vaxxine wars by then. I’ve been aware of their basic damaging /damning reality since 1977.

David Dees didn’t spare himself the truth, and he didn’t spare us. He does have a sense of humor, by the way:

Check out his illustrations…post working for Sesame Street for 13 years, at which point he was poisoned with cadmium from some tech procedure requiring “chemicals”. Better living with chemistry, huh? For whom? Whom does this serve???? Basic elemental question.

Check out David Dees illustrations at

https://ia903205.us.archive.org/4/items/DDees-com-illustrations/1566762650-273263-chalk0.jpg. Enjoy, all you whacky “conspiracy theopriests.”

…The “e” came up itself, so I thought the word could use a bit of expansion. Is it good? I like it…

Strange days, strange brew.

Last week I suddenly was asked by substack to reidentify myself and resubscribe to Ana Marie Mihalcea’s (probably butchered that one) stack. Right after I was kind enough to post the lyrics from a Bob Dylan classic…just for her!! No gratitude whatsoever!!

Which lyrics? you may ask. Well, the verse about “Ophelia, she’s ‘neath my window…”, and the other one, you know…”Dr. Filth, he keeps his world, inside a leather cup…”. Those two. Nothing personal. Just saying.

Now, you must admit!!!….appropriate lines to quote. I have been afforded poetic license….earned through my sublime sense of poetic justice. I read what you publish, girls…your turn.

Oh, but have you ever read a substacker praising and thanking their readers? Talking about what they’ve learned/gleaned…and yes, there’s tons of “gleaning” going on here, folks…from their readers? No, no, all praise for their “professional compadres” and themselves. Their money supporters are given grateful nods, and perks now and then, or whatever, I would care. Substack advertises itself primarily as a money generating site. Fact.

Once again I am compelled to ask: Why does this population go right back to the source of the poisoners to beg and plead a way out of the trap they’ve helped set for all of us? What is this insane need to dress the enemy in friendly garb so one can return to the infantile state of “no worries!!!, all-powerful mommy and daddy have got me covered!!!”???

I’m certainly not PAYING any white coated or former pharma or law-paid devotee with religious cloak to TELL THE FRIGGIN’ TRUTH!!!

I respect the heck out of them, some of them, for “addressing” the issues, and all that, and even more so I respect the readers, because I am only here to share information, and knowledge, and whatever is needed. Sharing is a two way exchange, and my time is as precious as my life.

GET THIS STRAIGHT, KIDDOS: I’M HERE TO REMIND ONE AND ALL THAT YOU’D BETTER DAMNED WELL TELL THE TRUTH…THE WHOLE TRUTH…AND NOTHING BUT THE TRUTH…WHILE YOU STILL HAVE A MOUTH TO SPEAK IT WITH…BECAUSE REST OR FRET….I ASSURE YOU THERE ARE CONSEQUENCES.

Quickly succeeding this block, came another from Jessica scientist canadian girl. Both of these have received my acerbic comments on the very prolific streams of daily fear porn clothed in complex psuedo scientific (scientism) jargon they deliver faithfully every day like frantic three year olds who have to say everything they might ever want to say right now because once they fall asleep they may never wake to speak again!!!!

………if you’ve had a three year old, you get me here. Once upon a time in Mt. Shasta, Ca. , having proceeded about one block from our place with my then three and a half year old or was she already five? …anyway…GEMINI RISING daughter…I stopped in my tracks , burst into tears, and begged her to let me have some thoughts of my own!!

She despises me to this day, but I don’t think that’s why. She describes herself in the modern popular lingo as a “bitch”. I don’t argue with any woman who so designates herself. There’s usually a good deal of alcohol behind that one, and “bar bitches”…the main model… are a total waste of time.

When I tried to comment on Sasha’s stack, same same. Then basically the whole place; couldn’t even get into my own friggin’ substack without signing back in. I suspect this is due to Thai policies. I am in Thailand. One month in, a sudden, never before seen, “Linux start up page”, which now always comes up first when I go into my browser, suddenly appeared. I have hated linux now for years, but don’t have the mula to get everything hunky dory, meaning I have to find a computer person who won’t destroy my files , etc. as the last masked idiot did. One I can trust, and that must be bought I suspect. Even then…..

In the meanwhile, I’ll keep focusing on the basic “follow the money” advice, and that means that a whole lot of folks are incessantly incensed with my endless, acerbic, childish ….everyone understands money, how good it is and how it proves who one is, regardless of how it was gained….comments about “Hey!! How many Pharma stocks you own? HUH?””

NOT ONE SINGLE “EXPERT” HAS BEEN ABLE TO ANSWER THAT QUESTION YET!!! I THOUGHT…child THAT i AM, dreamer….THAT THIS IS SUPPOSED TO BE PUBLIC INFO. WHAT, DO i…little me… HAVE TO DIG FOR IT? WHY!!??

Maybe it’s like my niece doctor said: “I don’t even know how much they pay me. So I don’t care about money, see? “ Oh, right. Your doctor/shrink husband earns so damned much from Dartmouth that you don’t NEED TO KNOW.

That’s the upper middle class for you. They have so damned much money, they don’t even have to care about it; talk about the salvation powers of money, huh? That was a sly little slap in the face there, sis. I’m sure you don’t realize it, consciously. Being truly conscious would just open up too damned much, believe me. Pop your antidepressants and go on signing, “I don’t care about money”. I know it’s tough for you…you said you advise your “patients/clients” at the clinic to eat better, but they only want a pill. So you write them a prescription, otherwise they’ll go elsewhere for it. And maybe I burst your bubble about your pediatrician friend “saving children from meningitis”, just hours after watching “Vaxxed: From coverup to catastrophe” by reminding you that the friggin’ vaccine was causing meningitis, and moved from country to country with a simple name change….. to continue damaging children and putting stars on your friend’s “savioress crown”/corona.

Not to mention her ever so secret bank account. Money, Sex, and Power. Always carefully hidden. That pocket riding the genitals, where the wallet goes, you know? Money, Sex, and Power.

I’ve also done a deep dive into Trevor Moore’s work. Here’s a very interesting one, surprising as many are. Just saying…remember, people, please, that a healthy human displays an overall negative charge. Keep criticizing, keep it sharp , pointed, and totally truthfull. We have a most necessary and important job to do. The house ain’t cleaned until every friggin’ corner has been scraped of scum. Keep shining a light on those dark and hidden places in peoples’ lives and minds. they’ll thank us…in the end. If they have any damned sense left to them.

So, here’s to bullies, eh? There’s a place and time for bullying. Use it well:

“OUR SKIN IS GETTING THINNER EACH AND EVERY SINGLE DAY, AND THERE’LL BE NOBODY LEFT TO GUIDE US BACK IF ALL THE BULLIES GO AWAY”

USE IT WELL. BOTH SIDES NOW:

BLESSED BE, EVERYONE. KEEP IT SACRED. STAY SANCTIFIED. THE ONLY PLACE OF NO FEAR.

GADFLY LAUGHING WATERS, SIGNING OFF

COMING NEXT: “ONE MONTH OF MOONS”

GREATER POWERS, LONGER LASTING

COSMIC WHITES AND SOLAR BRIGHTS