2022 and Beyond

January 2022. Whoever thought they’d get here without being forced to take the medicine for cerveza sickness, as one finance channel on youtube calls it, to avoid the increasing censorship affecting anyone with a voice outside the official narrative.

Silence here does not mean that there’s been a failure to observe what is going on and where this is all headed. In December, my gestapo train moment came, where the conductor asked to see my papers and I was found wanting, a valid paid-for ticket was no longer enough to use public transport. He went off to call the police, but they never appeared and I sneaked off one stop early to avoid the possible confrontation. Zieg Heil.

Now everyone is well into this coronapas, it’s worth pointing out that the official vaccine manufacturers only promise is that you will not suffer [ coronavirus / covid-19 ] as badly. They DO NOT, yes, DO NOT, promise that it will lessen infection or transmission. A New England Health journal study has recently proven it and if you don’t trust me, you must trust the science of the good folks of Harvard and Yale, right? In fact, some studies even found that some vaccines increase transmission rates – no surprise to me, I often felt I could tell if people near me had just been done and were shedding their viral load on me. In other words, coronapas is worse than useless and gives a false trust. It is of course being pushed for another reason.

If I was to predict where this is likely to go next, and I will, after all this is my currently-uncensored outlet, then here we go…the official narrative is saying Omicron (anagram : moronic) is not as serious in hospitalisation and deaths. In other words, the virus is dying out. However, this was never about a virus, oh no, although the virus concept has been useful in controlling the public into accepting things they would never accept under normal circumstances. This was about the next financial system.

Think about this. Now, everyone, or almost everyone, has a tracking app on their mobile phone. People who never, ever bothered with smartphones before now have to own one to do once-mundane tasks such as visit the barbers or eat in a restaurant and, alongside this, the people themselves are magnetised beings on the internet of things, with every booster increasing their intake of graphene oxide now silting up inside their bodies. We are now incredibly close, if not already there, to that point where people can be tracked to the extent of their body activity. Exactly what patent WO2020060606A1 was about, a cybercurrency earnt by body activity. In this future monetary system, users will earn the credits direct to their coronapas wallet, granted by the omnipresent AI-god, who, being omnipresent can just as easily take away, or block usage of, if the users overindulge in eating meat, put out too much rubbish in the bin or claim to be working when their body activity suggests they sat still and browsed facebook. When that happens, you may regret your eagerness to download the coronapas a few years prior. If you still have a mind capable of regret, that is.

Naturally, millions will die. That’s the plan. It’s quite literally written in stone on the Georgia guidestones, that the world population should be under 500 million. You’ve seen how easy it was to get people into a panic with a virus that TV told them existed, even if their eyes when they went out did not. This next one, whenever it comes, perhaps the Marburg virus, created in a lab in one of the founding illuminati German cities, is planned to be the one where people see the bodies in the streets, blood pouring out of eyes, ebola-style. Or maybe it’ll be the remotely-triggered zombie apocalypse, in the style of Doctor Who or Kingsman. Whatever, people are planned to die.

And best of all, just like Nazi Germany, the people wanted it, they cheered for it and they jeered those who fought against it, ultimately in many cases cheering on their forced sterilisation or removal to the concentration camps. Until it was their turn, anyway. Good fortune.